Cho-Family

This week has been so emotionally exhausting. I haven't been sleeping at night, and then just napping throughout the day trying to get as much sleep as I can before the dark and the silence sets in. The emotional hurricane of the my grandmother being given a 24 hour window, and not having my dad here was hard enough. Add in a massive lack of sleep, and I was doing good to just be functioning.

I stopped returning phone calls, I stopped replying to texts. I stopped answering phones, or even just letting it ring until voicemail picked up, I would simply ignore the calls. I would get on facebook to update my status' as a simple method of updating everybody else, but for the most part I went into hibernation.

I honestly think the only thing that has allowed me to get through this week has been the constant support from my Cho-Family. They were the first ones to get that phone call on Sunday night, they were the ones to listen to me bawl, they were the ones who woke up at various intervals that night to shoot me an encouraging text message. They spread that frantic text message begging for prayers for my grandmother and my family. People I didn't even know that well at the end of the summer were sending me simple messages with the words "praying for you". They wrapped me up in their arms, and positively encouraged me to keep pushing through this week. The assistant summer camp director spread out a prayer chain for my grandmother and my family when she read the news. Everybody jumped on the bandwagon and stormed Heaven's gates for my grandma.

Cho-family. They are more than coworkers, more than friends. They are the people you can go months without seeing, and can pick up right where you left off. They are the people you laugh with, cry with, and pray with. They are such a family and security net that I do not know what I would do without.

I have heard people call the Cho-family amazing, and prior to this week I would've stood by that without a doubt. They were my best friends and second family. After this week, I can honestly say that I have experienced that. I know that a huge reason I have been semi-functioning this weekend is because of them, because of their prayers, and their constant support.

These past 4 days have been extremely hard. There are good hours and bad hours. I can hold myself together when there is noise, commotion, and things to be done. It's the silence and the dark where I begin to lose it. Maybe that is why my radio has been moved to within a foot of my pillow, the noise is constant throughout the night. I still have Cho-friends that text in the middle of the night even though things are slowly getting better. Not an hour goes by when I don't think about my grandma, not a day goes by when I don't break down. I know that without my Cho-family and their constant support, this week would've been even harder. I am so grateful to be in that wonderful support system!