There is something to say about someone who uses someone else’s death as a way to get attention and sympathy for themselves when they never even care about the person who died. When the funeral is just a fashion show for someone’s fake tears and so they can parade around in short skirts then it is obvious that there is no heart or soul there. This just makes me sick because my Papa deserves better than to have someone who never cared about him at a celebration of his life, especially if he didn’t even like her because he seen her for the fake person she was.

So, I promised a follow up to the last blog I posted last week, so here we are. So, we head out of state to help my mom and little sisters move. By the time we got there, I was so tired and on the way there I was getting a headache. It definitely wasn’t my ideal weekend but you do what you have to do, especially for the people you love.

As of the fourth, I would have been blogging regularly for one year, so hurray me. I never thought that I would be able to stay on a schedule like this so, I am pretty proud of myself. I hope to be able to do this for another year. Just like last week, I had another blog planned but this one is happening so, yeah.

So, it’s another year another hurricane, and it seems the hurricane in the last ten years have been more dangerous than ever. Which is a big indicator of climate change, and the effect that it is doing to the earth. Hurricane Dorian is one of the worst hurricanes in over the last 80 years, which is longer than most people have been alive. Dorian is tied with the Labor Day hurricane in 1935 for highest sustained winds at landfall in an Atlantic, and interesting enough that they both happened around the Labor day holiday. Dorian also is the strongest Atlantic hurricane since Wilma in 2005, which I remember that one because it flooded the whole neighborhood, almost made it into the house, and I didn’t have to go to school there was no way to make it to school, and it was my senior year.

In the last few months, my Papa aka my grandfather, because people think I’m talking about my dad for some reason, has been having a lot of health problems and on the second of this month he passed away. It’s been really hard on the family because while it felt fast and slow at the same time. My papa was a very strong person and he was very open-minded and was so sharp. Back when printing was still around, an art and a very sought after skill he was one in eleven of Master Printers in the state and that was the highest there was in the time.