Going home

This entry skips around in time a bit, and I will go back to chronological order later. I will try to keep this from sounding maudlin. This entry was supposed to be about my return home for Thanksgiving. I’d been so busy with grad school that it was stressful to come down for the weekend, but I was so glad to get the chance to see everyone, especially my Grandparents. Grandpa hasn’t been doing very well so I made sure to see him twice while I was down. I was so glad I had a chance to see him one more time.

Last week my Grandpa died.

Thanksgiving was really nice. I had come down on Thursday night, and my family’s Thanksgiving dinner was on Saturday. My cousins showed up, Colin came, and there was lots of food. He wasn’t able to sit up for dinner, so he stayed in bed and everyone visited with him Having Grandpa being in a different room worked out well, his voice has been going, and hearing him over a large crowd of people is almost impossible.

I’ll be returning home for the memorial service in another week or so.