The family gathered at our house after 5 o'clock. We had a GREAT time. The sun was out, everybody was happy to see each other; it was fun. But before 5 o'clock rolled around, a man on his bicycle pedaled up to our house. I was in the back room at the time, yet I heard mom screaming, "Surprise!" in her overly-joyful tone of voice. Curious, I went into the front room to find a man, who looked similar to Harrison Ford, standing at the counter, chatting with my mom who was washing the dishes. He seemed familiar to me, but I couldn't figure out who he was. Mom asked, "Do you remember him?" I glanced at the older gentlemen and claimed, "He looks familiar." Mom said, "LOOKS FAMILIAR???? This is Rick! Aunt Reen's brother-in-law!"
Shocked, I go, "Oh!" and walk up to him with a large grin on my face, giving him a handshake and a hug. I haven't seen Rick since I was a toddler. He lives on the ocean; owns a sail boat and travels across the world. He came all the way from Fiji to wish my mom a Happy Birthday. How cool is that???
He only stayed for about 15 minutes until getting on his bicycle and riding to my cousin Brian's house.
During the party, for approximately an hour, cops were driving around our neighborhood and stopping in front of our house to chat with my uncle and aunt. They were outside soaking up the sun while everyone else stayed inside to keep warm. We soon went outside to ask what was going on. My uncle said that the cops were out looking for a couple of kids in their twenties whom were wearing a black hoody and a grey hoody and carrying Louis Vuitton bags. The robbers had broken into a nearby house. My grandpa said he saw two people whom were wearing the same exact clothing walking South as he was driving to our house. My uncle got discouraged because he had told the cop, who stopped to talk to them, that they had no idea where these robbers were.
Minutes later, the same cop (I'm guessing) comes by again to stop and talk to us some more. Grandpa told the guy where he had seen the robbers. The cop zoomed off, thanking us, and as we waited, other cops were coming around to see what we had to say. After the cop cars, came the dogs. We all went inside to let the German Shepard sniff about to catch the scent. My family and I clumped at the window, watching the dog and his owners search up the street.
It was crazy. Kind of an adrenaline rush. Once it was over though, grandpa and I went back outside to talk and to get sunshine before it went away.
My uncle and I made an arrangement that tomorrow we'll be hiking. He wants to try out his new hunting gear. I overheard him stating that he was going to hike up Mt. Si and I thought, "Hey, I haven't hiked in a while. Maybe I should ask?" So I did and... I'm getting up at 7 in the morning to pack! My cousin Jaylee is coming with.
I'm in need of some fresh air. I'm not doing so well anymore. I'm... I'm slowly losing it as well as Mason... I have no idea what to do about it... I don't want to vent to him because I know I'll cause more strain... I should call my therapist... Things are feeling critical.
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| Novice Shaman, Mongolia |
A novice shaman makes an offering of milk to the spirits at her initiation outside the Mongolian capital of Ulaanbaatar.
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