Quietus

My grandma died last weekend. Left the world without a word, and not because she didn't want to, but because the cancer took away her voice. I called her that morning, the day she passed. They said it was the end. I told her I loved her; said I missed her so much. Then, she was gone.

It hurts. I didn't know what it felt like...until now. What it feels like to lose someone. Those 3 months feel like both the best choice I have made and like a mistake because they allowed me to know her, to love her, to grow close to her.

I couldn't make it back for the funeral. Plane tickets cost too much these days. Instead, I grieved alone, crying until the tears ran out.

This is life,

Zuri

The New Generation

The other day as E and I were driving to the grocery store, I decided to put some music on. I played a more recent album by Echosmith. E decided she didn't like the music and asked if we could listen to Taylor Swift instead. I told her no and when she inevitably asked why I said that Echosmith is more talented than Taylor Swift. E replied by telling me that "Taylor Swift is more famous than Echosmith, so obviously she's better." And then she shocks me by continuing with, "It's just that Echosmith's music is not made for the new generation." I asked her what she meant by "new" generation. Apparently, the "new" generation is children 8 and under, and that as a 20 year old I am a member of the "old" generation, together with her parents and Abraham Lincoln. And as part of the old generation, I can't understand that Taylor Swift is actually way better than a band that's not really that famous.

Welcome to being "old" my fellow 20 year olds.

This is life,

Zuri

Introduction

I’ve been in the childcare business for 8 years—I can’t believe it’s been that long—and it’s always been something I’ve thoroughly enjoyed. I started out working in the nursery at church just once a month, until eventually at 14 years old I had my own Sunday school class. Sometimes things ran smoothly, and of course, other times I was driving myself crazy trying to teach fifteen 5-6 year old's. (Alone, I might add.) Sadly, I had to leave my hometown to pursue further education. Now, I'm in my 2nd year of college and scored an awesome job being a nanny for a family in the town that I currently live in. Life is great, but things can always get a little crazy when taking care of a child that 1. isn't mine, and 2. I have to be with for more than a couple of hours at a time. Hopefully, this job will teach me some valuable lessons that will make me better at dealing with people, young and old.

What I hope people get out of this blog, is that being a babysitter/nanny/mom is a tough job that has its ups and downs. A job that is most rewarding, but can make you want to pull your hair out. With that being said, I hope you enjoy my stories, both the funny and exciting, and the mundane.

This is life,

Zuri