I went to Brownsville, Texas with two professors that I am a research assistant for at Baylor University. We're working on a Hispanic Active Relationships Program grant that does marriage education classes. Brownsville is the second poorest city in the nation and evidence of this was all over the town. I feel as though my time at Baylor has been a life changing one for me. I look at the world through a different set of eyes now. I couldn't help but be affected by all that I was seeing. How can so many people live in such poverty while nothing is done to help? I wondered about resources available to the residents in Brownsville. It just pulled at my heart so much and I can definitely see myself working in the nonprofit community organization sector for a career (this was further reinforced by this morning's shoe shopping made possible by the Meyer's Center). I wish life came with a manual!
This week has been super hard for me. My grandfather, Bruce C. Lane, died on Tuesday.
My grandpa was a wonderful man with so many great stories. I was fortunate to be one of the few with whom he shared his experiences in the Army and WWII. I loved looking through his photo album and hearing him tell me stories not because I love history (although I do!) but because this was my grandfather and it was his life. When you become a grandparent, you've already had experiences as a child and parent and I think people forget to share those with their grandchildren. It was such a special thing for me to be able to have that connection with him. It's been rough and I'm going to miss him dearly.
I'm sorry for the loss of your grandfather. I still miss mine, and he passed five years ago.
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