Where oh where to start...

First time blogging, first time writing in such a long time, thoughts on where to start? How about who I am, Tiana Lindsay Nicole Murphy, daughter of Michael and Coleen, sister of Mitchell and Samara, girlfriend of Jeremy, in school for what seems to be is forever to eventually become a teacher. What else to say, hmm how about I talk about my summer from H.E.double hockey sticks, Yes that's right I quoted something my mother says quite frequently. My summer seemed to only barely begin, school was out, five week placement was finished, it was starting to warm up &  it all came to a Giant hault. On June 4th my family got the devastating news that my brother had an accident, falling twenty-three feet, where he lives in Cleveland, Ohio, and was in the hospital. My family scrambled to get a few essentials together and rushed the hour drive to the airport in what seemed to be thirty minutes. This is where our life changed for the worst, Mitch was in the hospital, we frantically searched for flights to Cleveland that would get us to him quickly, resulting in a two hour flight to Toronto and a five hour drive to Cleveland. How did we feel, we felt afraid, unsure, sick, exhausted, numb...  Numb describes it the best, the next few weeks consisted of the ICU, nurses, doctors, waiting rooms, new faces, sleepless nights, twenty-some hour drives, packing, fighting for him, pulling for him, praying for him. They told us the devastating news in person, he broke his spine and skull in multiple spots with internal bleeding in the brain, which means he may not be able to walk, may not be able to live life as he has the past twenty three years of his life. Now thinking back I can't even imagine how we made it through that difficult time without all going insane, how Jeremy and I drove that twenty three hour drive straight through, how we woke up and repeated that same 10am to 8:30 schedule in the hospital, how we managed. Mitch gradually got moved out of ICU on Day 15, to the eleventh floor, the eighth, and eventualy the seventh, which led him to being discharged on the 17th of August. It seems like its been forever, but in reality it's only been a little over three months, three of the longest months our family has ever endured, and everyday is going to be another battle for Mitch, mum, dad, me, and Samara. Jeremy and I tried to make the best of our unplanned trip to Cleveland by being touristy, we went to the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame, an Indians baseball game, the zoo, and on my birthday we went to Niagara Falls (Jer had never been :-O). It was our mini vacation during a nightmare. Eventually I returned home, began working my third summer at the dog kennel, and attempted to live an everyday normal life, normal is clearly an understatement. I tried to finish out my summer positively, I went on a trip to New Hampshire with several friends, had my best friend, Clarissa, leave to return home to Winnipeg for school and another important person in my life, Mariah, head on a journey to Spain. Jeremy and I just moved into our first apartment together, a two bedroom in Wolfville, only about five minutes from Acadia and ten from my school, give or take the twenty minutes of traffic I always run into on Main Street, always allowing me to be fashionably late to class. We have finally gotten rid of all of the boxes in the apartment, and it's beginning to look more lived in, whether or not that's a good thing I don't know. Had an awesome sleepover last night with one of my oldest friends, Anna, which included an amazing supper, a movie, and a lot of catching up. I've come to realize that as an adult everyone goes onto different paths in life and maintaining friendships through all the seperation is a hard thing to do, which gives me a different perspective to the fact that I don't see people as often, and instead I'm just extremely glad they've made the effort to stop by every once and a while. Having good friends allows me to continue everyday without losing my mind. So Summers come to an end with the loss of some friendships & the beginning of new ones, Year 2 of School is starting, My family has incredibly tough decisions ahead, and I'll be living on my own, Let's see how these next few weeks work out on me...