Cge so di ko kahibao kon unsa'y akong isulat karon... kwan. Karon akong kinabuhi, kwan... ano akong naabat? majo... naginusara. Morag walay ko katuyoan sa kinabuhi. Mingaw gyud ko sa akong mission. Yana nangita ko og trabaho, pero gusto lang ko magging missionary autro.
There nakasabot ka? Did you understand? Well, let's see what can I write about for a while instead of doing homework... hmmm. Well today I went running. I'm way out of shape. Most out of shape I've ever been in my life actually. But I want to run a 5k in April so I have to start getting out. On the way home from my run I saw my 92 year old grandma walking down her long driveway. Before I saw her I was actually considering going a different way in case I'd run into her. You have to understand, it used to be I'd run into grandma all the time on the way home from school and she'd always put me to work picking grapes or talk to me for hours on end about her orchard. It'd worry my mom a lot when I'd come home really late from school covered in ant bites and pesticide. Also, grandma isn't the most even tempered person. You never know what kind of mood she'll be in or what she might say. But today I decided, "gosh grandma looks lonely walking down that hill. I haven't talked to her in a while. I should go give her some company." So I trotted up alongside my grandma and we slowly(baby steps as in) walked down the hill toward her house together. Apparently she was trying to take her garbage cans to the top of the street, but some lady on the street saw her and stopped to help her. Grandma has been ordered to stay inside her house all winter by my aunt in order to avoid the flu. She was surprised to see me (... probably because I haven't lived at home in 3 years) and anxious to chat about her life. She told me multiple times about how she's going to try and get her garage door fixed. Apparently it used to go, "up and down, up and down" but now it doesn't (yes "up and down, up and down" that's the way my gma talks:)). That was about the only news she had in her life. As we reached her house after about 20 minutes talking about the garage door and walking about 15 feet, I realized she no longer had a car to drive. She'd given it to my brother. What a life. Just sitting at home all day with no one around. I also realized how neglected her yard was getting to be without her out there every day working on it. I haven't seen much of my grandma since I've been home from my mission. Her life has certainly changed. Somehow she actually got older. But then I realized, here's a woman who is going to graduate with honors. She has lived a dedicated exemplary life. She grew up in the great depression and has since done all she could to take care of her family and make a differences in the world. While I was on my mission she made it into the Ensign for having indexed over 1,000 or something names. Although she can barely walk, she makes sure all her grand kids get a tub of honey for Christmas. I have a lot of respect for my grandma. Even though life for her now is just fixing the garage door and making the journey outside to take out the garbage, she has a certain beauty about her. I'm certainly glad I decided to take an extra half hour and walk down the hill with her today after my run.
