Bitter sweet milestones and VEGAS dreams!

Let me first just say, YAY for The Bonita Girls blog!! Patricia, why didn't you have this idea earlier?

So, April 1st Sofia is officially not my baby anymore... she's my little girl! She starts preschool!! I'm torn. It such a good thing, yet it makes me feel old as all holy hell and I can't bare the though of my little miss getting older. Pretty soon she's gonna want a tattoo like Mommy's and car! She's starting a preschool just a couple of blocks away from our house and she's really excited. Last week we went and bought her a new Dora backpack and some tupperware for her lunch and she thinks she is totally hot shit. They have preschool from 9 am until 12 and after that it's pretty much free play, watching movies, playing outside, and doing anything else the normal 2 year old does. She can't wait to go to school. I just want time to freeze. A couple of you (Amber especially) know that I call Ardy "big boy" because he's big, but in a loving kinda way... well Sofia has now started calling her Papa "big boy" and evertime she does it, I laugh until my eyes well up with tears. She's simply hilarious. That little girl is for sure my daughter!

I can't concentrate on my work. I keep daydreaming about VEGAS! I absolutely can't wait. It should definitely be a road trip to remember. Amber found a vodka lounge made compleltely of ice. It's called Minus5 and we are definitely making a stop! Just a couple more weeks ladies, and we're taking over the city of sin!

My tattoo is healing well :) It's just about finished healing, but I think I scratched it in a couple of places, so I'm probably going to need to go and get a touch up. Thank god for a one month guarantee on a tattoo!

On a more serious note, my uncle is super ill. He's actually my Mom's uncle (my Grandpa's brother) and he's dying of cancer. It started out in his prostate and has spread to his head, bones, intestines, kidneys, and just about everywhere else you can imagine. We've always been really close to him, and now it shouldn't be too much longer until the battle ends. They gave him one to five months, but it seems as though he's tired and can't fight anymore. He's chosen not to have any treatment since he was told there is only a slight chance that the treatment will help. He was at home, with a hospice nurse, but was taken to San Diego Hospice this weekend because he's so ill. I went to see him yesterday, and took Sofia along with me so he could see her. He doesn't breathe as we all do. He will go without breathing for long periods of time and then all the sudden gasp a few times. I was ok going in there. I saw how fragile he looks and just kept telling myself that this is all part of life. When God wants your company, he calls on you. It's just the circle of life. The longer I was in the room, the harder it was. I held it together pretty well for a good amount of time, and then shortly after, I just completely lost it. I can't beleive it's all happening. This is the first time in my adult life... in a LONG time for that matter, that I have ever had to deal with someone close to me being so ill. I know pretty soon he'll be able to rest easy. It's just the time in between that makes it all so hard. This only reminds me how much I cherish life and all of you who are a part of it. It reminds me of how closely we came to losing Sofia when she had just begun her life. It's painful to even think about how life would be without her. I can't imagine taking a breathe without her here on this earth. The love of a child is much more powerful than I had ever thought! Moving on...

Sofia is STILL Constantly asking about Patricia. She even asked me to take her to China! That little girl is already asking for trips around the damn world... Lord help me!

Well... back to working... well, pretending to work for that matter ;) Can't wait for some more Bonita Girl blogs!!

xoxo,

Diandra