homeward bound

with Daddy

I'm heading home to my folks for the weekend. As soon as the workday is over, Twin and I will be making the trek together, with a stop along the way to pick up Sister. Then, as my Mom said last night - "All my girls will be home again."

(That totally made me melt. Hurray for being loved!)

Grampy & Grammy

The reason for this trip isn't totally cheerful though - tomorrow we are having a memorial service for my Grammy, who passed away in February. While I'm thrilled to be celebrating this wonderful woman who loved me fiercely and influenced my life in so many ways, I'm not looking forward to this.

Being removed from the entire family during the grieving process has essentially meant that I haven't done all my grieving - how real can the loss of someone be when you wouldn't be seeing them anyway? I'm afraid that by going home, I'll be confronting it all at once, which won't be very pretty. But ready or not, off we go.

I'm going to comfort myself with the fact that since this whole shindig will be outside, at least I'll get some sun in the process. I might have red, puffy eyes, but my skin will be sunkissed and perhaps a few more freckles will pop out. There really is a silver lining to every situation, isn't there?