So much has happened since my last post. So many life changing things. Things that have made me question everything – what I’m doing, where I’m supposed to be, why does it even matter any more.
On March 10, we found out that Grandma’s bladder cancer had metastasized to her liver and kidneys. There was nothing more to be done. Grandma’s decline was rapid and terrifying. On March 30, we got her transferred to hospice care, and on April 4, she took her last breaths.
With Grandma being so sick, I ended up leaving my job so that I could be with her. I promised her that she wouldn’t be alone. And now that she’s gone, I am again questioning staying in Ottawa. Because I know I’m not happy here.
After Grandma’s funeral, I hopped on a plane and spent a week in Barbados, my happy place. It was exactly what I needed. I relaxed on the beach, I snorkeled, I swam with sea turtles, I partied it up with the locals at The Golden Anchor, and I started preliminary discussions about starting a food truck business with someone.
2016 could end up being a big year. Even the puffer fish have smiles of encouragement for me.