Well 2 More Days Left-And the Coconut Wireless is already buzzing!

My mom had her PET Scan today, we should have the results next Thursday. My sister can't wait for us to get back, I can't eithor. I'm counting down the days until I'm out of here and there. Second to last day today of work. That's going well. We are almost packed. My best friend came over last night to help with packing, her boyfriend entertained my dog. (He's a terror if he's not distracted while were upstairs!) I also got an interesting call yesterday from my ex-high school sweet heart's sister-in-law (That's a mouthful). She was calling me to tell me she was sorry to hear about my mom. Her and I always got along. It was really nice to hear from her.
She had mentioned that my ex and his wife seem they're not very happy. And she stated that I might be getting a call from him while I'm home. I was like, I don't think so. I don't need the drama and I won't have the time. My high school sweet heart was one of my best guy friends from ages 12-17, but then he started dating a girl that did not like me. And so he not having the balls, stopped talking to me for a year. After they broke up and he joined the military, we ran into eachother, (and by ran into, I mean he showed up at my door step, to apologize and say Hello). From that day we were inseperable for 3 years, after the first year I left for college and we were able to keep the relationship going but then life got a hold of him and he stopped advancing. I on the other hand was in college and 3 states away, we broke up pretty amicably, but as he was involved in things he should have been we started having a hard time trying to keep the friendship. (i.e. crazy new girlfriends, troubles) We kept in contact 4 years after breaking up, but I haven't spoke to him in 3, or have seen in him 5. If I run into them it's going to be weird. I really hope I don't.
 It's funny to think that I'm moving back to the place where I grew up. All my old friends and aquantences will be there and all the old memories are already starting to flood back. I have no idea how long I'll be there but all I know is that, this still feels like its the best thing for me. For my mom and my family. Like I may have mentioned before my dad does not agree that this is a good idea. Neithor does my ex. He came to visit and spend time with me 3 weeks ago. He completely thinks I'm making too rash of a decision. I think he's nuts. He's a total liar, I know for a fact if his mom was in the same situation, he would be by her side in an instant. He said he's worried about my future with jobs and finances. I'm like who cares this is my mom! I served and cocktailed for years through college and afterwards. I don't mind going back serving, busing tables or anything, if there's nothing else out there for a job in my small town. I am above no job and will do what I have to do, to make my money. And in the end I know G-D's watching out for me. (Sorry for the rant)
Long story short, not everyone agree's with the decision I've made to move back. But if it were your mom what would you do?

10 Days to Go, road trippin it back home. Roswell, NM here we come.

I probably should have given a bit more of an introduction in the first blog, but if you can't tell by now I'm very new to this whole blogging thing. I'm sure that I won't start adding pictures until a year from now! LOL Anyways, I'm a 29 year old single woman, who owns my own house, car, puppy, and shoes. ;)
Like I've stated else where, the reason I started this blog was so that I could vent and release and find answers to the situation I'm currently in. My mom who is a beautiful 69 year old, proud Native American Ponca tribal member. Was recently diagnosed with metastatic lung cancer. Which means we don't really know what real type she has or even the stage. I decided a month ago, when I flew home for her biopsy that I was going to move back to Oklahoma. I currently live in Arizona and have lived her for 10 year. Moved to stay with my dad and attend college. Go SUN DEVILS!!! And after college, ended up staying. I purchased my home a year and a half ago and love it. But with my mom's health, I feel the best thing for me to do it be home. My niece and I will be leaving the 19th. We're going to take the long way back, going down through Tucson, to Roswell, NM and then coming up the northern part of central Texas, into Oklahoma. In 10 days I'm going to put my life on hold here. I'm leaving my friends who are the core part of make me who I am today. (We'll get to them here in another blog). My dad and my little sister, oh and a stepmother. My puppy Stitch whom I just got two months ago. Dad's going to watch him until I can figure out a good place for him to stay with me in Oklahoma. (My mom has 3 acres' of land and he likes to chase cars, that just won't work!) My friends are having probably the hardest time with the move. But I know they'll be okay. They've all got they're significant others and they're kids. They'll be fine. But this is going to be a big change, a big move. 10 more days....

I'm going home.

I'm moving home to Oklahoma in a week and half to help out with my mom. She's been diaganosed with what we thought was lung cancer but found out last week, it was metastatic. We still don't know what stage or even really what type it is. She's been sick since Mid-July 2011. And it's early November. The news we get from the doctors, goes back and forth. Positive and negative. It's nerve racking to say the least. I'm taking a leave from work to be home with her and to figure out what all is going on. Basically to take care of things. I know this is right, and yes it's stresful. But it's what I need to do, what I want to do. She fought me on it the first hint of the idea that I was coming home. My dad didn't think it was the best idea. (They're divorced) Some 'friends' didn't agree eithor. But I'm going. Luckily my older sister is there, she's been very helpful to mom. Although those two fight like cats and dogs, but mom knows my sister is there for her. My niece lives here with me, at my house, but we're both heading back. She just found a great job and was starting to get used to living here in AZ too, but that's life. I'm beyond stressed trying to pack and figure everything out. Luckily I'm still able to sleep at night, but the thought of everything I have to do is driving me mad. I just can't wait to sit on my mothers porch and hold her hand and do everything I can for her. I go back and forth every minute, every second, on whethor this is the best idea. But deep down in my heart, I know it is. I'm going home to Oklahoma.