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An Ironic (And Shitty/Amazing) Turn Of Events

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Habibi and I were planning on company this weekend; his mom and grandparents were to drive the three and a half hours from their small hometown to visit.  But my, how our plans have changed....

On Thursday night, Habibi's great uncle (his grandpa's brother) died after struggling with various health complications for some time.  Naturally, this changed the weekend agenda, so we decided that we would make the trip back to be with the family and attend the funeral.  Shortly after our surprise arrival at his grandparents' home, I got a phone call from a number I didn't recognize.

Normally, I don't pick up the phone and just let anonymous callers leave me a voice mail, but this time I bit the bullet.  Praise the Lord I did because it was my aunt (my mom's sister) calling to tell me that my other aunt (I called her Tante, French for "aunt") had been out walking when she was hit by a truck and killed.

I later learned that October 14 is the 27 year anniversary of my uncle's death (Tante's husband).  Evidently, every year on this date, she and her sons go to dinner together to remember my uncle.  It was after this tradition that she passed on, 27 years to the day after losing her husband.  To add to it, her birthday would have been at the end of this month.  Irony is a bitch.  This has literally been one of the worst weekends ever.

In better news, one of my best friend's and her husband just had their first baby this week - a beautiful, healthy little girl.  Somewhat surprising (but not completely, considering the miracles that this couple has experienced over the years) they delivered her on the interstate.  God is good. :)

Hug the ones you love today.
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