Finally, we are home. It has been a long month. After our visit in Utah, William and Zac drove out to join us. The five of us flew from Salt Lake to El Paso to spend some time with Troy's family in Mexico. We had such a wonderful time in the colonies. The orchards were beautiful. It was so fun to see all of Troy's siblings and families there. We had a fun-filled visit with everyone there. I wish we would have had more time to spend with the Uncles and Aunts. I didn't even get in one good game of Rook! Next year, maybe. I think next year will be when I start to send the girls down for a week or two each summer. It is important for them to know their legacy and really have a chance to know our Mexico family. The girls are so excited to go! After our visit to Mexico, we flew back to Salt Lake and proceeded to drive to Montana for William's nephew's wedding. It was a long drive. The ceremony was a traditional Greek Orthodox wedding. The entire ceremony was held in Greek, so I don't know what was said. But it was very beautiful. We were in Missoula for 2 days and then we drove home to Oregon. It was a very long 3 weeks for me and the girls. We were home for 2 days and then I had my surgery on Wednesday of last week. It sounded like a good idea when we planned it that way, but I was crazy. The surgery went well. I had some complications in the hospital afterwards. My doctor was a little surprised because I am so young. Usually women who have a hysterectomy are much older and more prone to complications. Well, as I said to my doctor, if it's possible, it will happen to me. I came home Thursday evening. It was nice to be home. My doctor thought it would be good for me to stay another night in the hospital, but William could take care of me so much better at home. So, home I came. To make a long story short, after some more complications and back to the doctor, today I think we have a handle on everything! Yeah! Now I can heal and just bet back into the swing of things. The girls have taken very good care of me, especially Camille. When she hears me get out of bed, she runs in and yells at me to get back to bed. It is very sweet. My friends have been so kind in bringing us food. This must sound like a rambling mess. I suppose it is one of the side effects of heavy narcotics! Maybe that is why I can't stay awake long enough complete this properly. I'll fix it later.......
Monday, July 28, 2008
Tuesday, July 8, 2008
Girls Gone Wild!
The girls and I are in Utah this week. Megan is attending a camp in Logan and Camille and I are staying with my sister Stacey. It has been a lot of fun. We have been very busy. Tomorrow we will go and stay with my sister Sydney. We spent our first full day, Saturday, at the mall. It is so nice to be back where I can actually shop. I am sure William is not pleased. The first thing the girls and I do when we come to Utah is go to the cemetery where Troy is buried. I have not taken pictures of it since they day of his funeral. I thought the girls would like a picture. It was a beautiful day. Every time I visit the cemetery, I feel bad about how dusty is headstone is. This visit we took a broom, water and rags to clean if up a little. The girls worked so hard t
o get the dirt out of the letters of his name. It was touching to see them both working so hard to make it look beautiful. After about 20 minutes of cleaning, they were satisfied enough to put their flowers down. When the girls were little, we would go up every week and take flowers to his grave. Camille would always choose a yellow flower, usually a sunflower. 
Megan would choose a pink rose. When we stopped at the flower shop, I didn't even tell them what to choose. Camille went right for the yellow and Megan for the pink. The shop didn't have sunflowers, so daisies would have to do. Megan found the perfect pink rose. I always take a red rose, and that day was no exception. I am so glad that I chose this particular place for him. It is peaceful and beautiful. The girls and I can just sit and talk and not be bothered. It is very private. The cemetery always has bunnies running around. Usually, the girls find them and try to catch one. We didn't see any on this visit. At least the deer will enjoy the flowers! It was a nice time for the girls and I to be together there. The next day, we drove up to Salt Lake to have dinner and spend some time with Troy's parents. They just bought a home there. For the last several years we have seen them, it hasn't been in their home. Because they live foreign, we usually see them in Utah or they come to Oregon to visit. It was nice to see familiar things in their new home. The girls spent the afternoon looking through Troy's baby book and photo albums. I am grateful for Troy's family and the huge part they have in our life. I am grateful that when we are with them, it feels like they are getting a little bit of Troy. His family is wonderful. They love us so much. I am grateful for their love for William, too. They have accepted him like a true part of the family. And I am grateful that William encourages us to be with them. I am thankful that I can go and remember Troy and know that I am free to still love him and not feel guilty. William is a very special person. I know that he is unlike any other man. I am a very lucky girl.
o get the dirt out of the letters of his name. It was touching to see them both working so hard to make it look beautiful. After about 20 minutes of cleaning, they were satisfied enough to put their flowers down. When the girls were little, we would go up every week and take flowers to his grave. Camille would always choose a yellow flower, usually a sunflower. 
Megan would choose a pink rose. When we stopped at the flower shop, I didn't even tell them what to choose. Camille went right for the yellow and Megan for the pink. The shop didn't have sunflowers, so daisies would have to do. Megan found the perfect pink rose. I always take a red rose, and that day was no exception. I am so glad that I chose this particular place for him. It is peaceful and beautiful. The girls and I can just sit and talk and not be bothered. It is very private. The cemetery always has bunnies running around. Usually, the girls find them and try to catch one. We didn't see any on this visit. At least the deer will enjoy the flowers! It was a nice time for the girls and I to be together there. The next day, we drove up to Salt Lake to have dinner and spend some time with Troy's parents. They just bought a home there. For the last several years we have seen them, it hasn't been in their home. Because they live foreign, we usually see them in Utah or they come to Oregon to visit. It was nice to see familiar things in their new home. The girls spent the afternoon looking through Troy's baby book and photo albums. I am grateful for Troy's family and the huge part they have in our life. I am grateful that when we are with them, it feels like they are getting a little bit of Troy. His family is wonderful. They love us so much. I am grateful for their love for William, too. They have accepted him like a true part of the family. And I am grateful that William encourages us to be with them. I am thankful that I can go and remember Troy and know that I am free to still love him and not feel guilty. William is a very special person. I know that he is unlike any other man. I am a very lucky girl.
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