I had a tough day today guys. First things first, my grandpa fell the other day and broke his leg. I thank God that it wasn't his hip because that can be really bad for older people, but he has a great attitude and I think he is going to be fine. My Aunt's and Uncle's are really rallying around to give him 24 hour care. Secondly, in case you aren't aware, Scott and I are having a bit of difficulty getting pregnant. It's been a little over a year since I've been on birth control and no luck. So I am getting to a point where it is hard for me to see pregnant women, newborns and even pregnancy test commercials. Anyway, today I had to host, along with my mom, a baby shower for my cousins wife. I am very happy for my cousin and his wife but it is hard. I could go on and on about my problems but tonight after I got home my mom calls and tells me, "your grandpa is fine, but your Aunt Carol just called and told me that your "Aunt" Kenny died". Now I don't care what your thought are on gays but my Uncle Paul is gay and his life partner was Kenny. They were some of the happiest people I knew. They loved each other very much and my "Aunt" Kenny was a wonderful person who always had a kind word or a funny joke. I will miss him very much.

Of the subject, but I realized that my name isn't real clear anywhere on my blog. For those of you who don't know, my name is Emily.

Hold those around you tight because you never know when they may be called home.