Here we are in scenic Waterford, WI. Tomorrow is my grandfather's service. (For those who don't know, my grandfather died in late October after a long battle with progressively-worse illness, including Parkinson's and repeated heart attacks. He was cremated, and we're scattering his ashes from the top of an old firewatch tower in a park much beloved by him, my grandmother, and their kids.) I've long since gotten used to not having him around (although I still, every now and again, feel the urge to call him and tell him something he'd find interesting - but then, I tend to catch piles of things out of the corner of my eye and think that it's our dog, Gundagai, who died almost a year ago); my apprehension of the event is mostly due to seeing family I haven't seen in years. I haven't been able to conquer my feelings of not being good enough, and this isn't helping any.
I think this will be my last update until Texas.
I think this will be my last update until Texas.