Last Week, This Week, And Today

Ok, I have to admit, I REALLY need to pick back up on blogging. But it's hard to blog when you have nothing to say. lol. However, today, I DO have something to say. Another little UPDATE, if you will. :)

Good News:

Last week Allen got the call that he got a job! HALLELUJAH! He will be working part time at a Texaco gas station about 10 minutes from our apartment. We are so happy he was able to find a job! And we are SO grateful for all the prayers and support from our families and friends. We really appreciate it. Also, a big thanks to Mr. Geoff Parker who definitely had a hand in Allen getting the job. :)
So things are looking up in the financial department of our lives. Which is quite a load off my shoulders. Don't get me wrong, the budgeting will still be super tight, but at least now, we have a little bit more room to breathe.

I also want to say that I'm so proud of Allen for working hard and continuing his search for a job throughout the summer, despite the rejections and discouragement. I can only imagine how hard it must be to continue moving on even though you feel so discouraged. Thank you my love. :)

Sad News:

On Tuesday of this week, my beloved Great Grandmother Sophie, passed away at the amazing age of 97. She was such a sweet woman and I'm so grateful that I had her in my life as long as I have. I'm very blessed and definitely a better woman for knowing her. She is/was an inspiration in my life.
A little history on my grandmother: Zophia Struzenko Bagdasarian lived through one of the most difficult times in history, World War II. She grew up in Poland and married a wonderful man with which she had 3 boys. During the war, her husband was taken away from their home early in the morning and was murdered, leaving her alone with 3 young boys to take care of. Not too long after that horrific event, she and her boys were put into labor camps where she knew they probably wouldn't survive. Her youngest, my grandfather George, was only 3 months old at the time. He was suffering from starvation. And for quite some time, she considered the thought of ending his life in order to end his misery. But because of her love for him, she pressed on and found ways to nourish her young children. That act alone, in a sense saved my life as well. My family would not exist today had she not been the strong woman that she was.

After horrible times in labor camps, she met and married an Armenian man, Alex Bagdasarian. They were able to contact a man in Louisiana who sponsored their trip over to America. Sophie and Alex worked diligently for this man until they had earned enough money to pay their debt and start a new life in Los Angeles, CA.

They lived happily in L.A. for the rest of their lives. Alex passed away a few years ago. And until Sophie passed, she had a little dog named Bebe to keep her company.

I will miss her dearly. She always brought such a happiness into my life when I was with her. Again, she is truly an inspiration and I am so glad that I had the honor of being her granddaughter.

50 & Counting....

Today, my dear Dad is 50 years old. HAHA! However, he doesn't act nor look like he is 50. He might as well be 25 again. Good for you Dad. :) The years have been kind to you, and Christopher's silliness has helped keep you young. :) lol

Just wanted to wish my my dad a very Happy Birthday.