The Time Has Come, The Walrus Said...

And I'm not talking about the end of the world, which actually should be happening in about 12 and a half hours.



In 10 days (granted we are still on the Earth...haha), we will be driving away to Georgia. I found out that my local grocery store will be the Piggly Wiggly (if I don't go to the commissary), and that 96 degrees with 40% humidity is what the weather is like this week (so I can only imagine what it'll be like in July!). I found that my church building is 14 minutes from my complex and that my ward meets at 11 am (9 am El Paso time). I found out that in Georgia, 62% of people are Anglo, 28% are African American, 1% is American Indian, 4% are Asian, and roughly 5% is classified as "other". I found out the tornado activity in the city I'm going to is 74% higher than the average city in the U.S. (awesome.) 52% of people in my new city are Baptist, and that the most popular first name is "James", and the most popular last name is "Smith". It was #98 on the list of "Top 100 least-safe cities" (haha- I will be using my dead-bolt!). Jo-ja, here we come!

The end of the beginning.

These...are my grandparents.





Derek, Titan and I made a bittersweet trip to Albuquerque last weekend. We went with the feeling that we may not ever see my grandparents ever again. We have just committed our family to the United States Army until 2017. When our commitment is up, my grandparents will all be in their 90's.

I'm sure my paternal grandmother never thought she would see the day when she would be a GREAT GRANDMOTHER. She had my dad when she was almost 40. At the time, she didn't even think she would live to see him graduate high school. 50 years later, she not only has a son who graduated high school with her being there, but she has a granddaughter and a great-grandson.

I am going to miss these four people. They have had so much positive influence in my life. Derek has lost all of his grandparents except for 1. She lives in Pennsylvania and has only seen her 7 times in his entire 27 years of living.

My favorite part of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints is how family-oriented it is. And although 2 of my grandparents are not of the same religion as I am, I know I will see them again because FAMILIES ARE FOREVER.