gone and back again.
i know it probably hasn't seemed too long since i last posted, but to me it feels like eons. my grandfather passed away last week and i flew to New York on saturday for the wake and funeral which was just yesterday. i got back this afternoon and can't even begin to write how exhausted i am. which is why i won't even try. this is the first time i've had someone close to me pass away, and at 31 i guess i should be thankful for that. but it doesn't make it any easier. i felt like posting a video of him here, i took it the last time i really saw him, in it he's showing me an IOU for forty dollars that i gave to him on father's day in 1985. it's pretty funny when he talks about the interest on it and pretty sweet that he kept it for 23 years. it's probably not something anyone but me and my family would appreciate, so i'll spare you my home videos.
on a lighter note, my 12 hours of plane riding was the most productive i've ever had. i read two books and completed my first crochet project. i'm planning on posting it all, once i get caught up on sleep and readjusted to pacific time again.