Has it really been four weeks since my last post? Really?
Well let’s just say that the first week we went on vacation.
Over the course of that week combined with the following week, I experienced more emotions than I knew could be crammed in such a short time period: excitement, frustration, humbled, upset, grief, regret, love, shame, comfort, anxiety, confused, alone, grateful, tense…
I wrote this post in my head many times during those two weeks. But now that another two weeks have gone by, I’ve lost track of all of the other emotions.
While in Quebec, I learned that Hospice was called for my grandma. I had no idea what to do. The next day, I learned that she had passed. It was a sad time. But I was ever so grateful that I was able to make back to her funeral just a day after our return.
There was much love surrounding me with my dad’s side of the family. Despite her death, we were all brought together to celebrate her life and her legacy.
But this also meant a four-hour drive back to Green Bay. This was the first time I’d driven this far/long on the highway since the accident. I was also by myself. I was a nervous wreck. I hope time will help this feeling fade or I’ll need to seek professional help!
I’ve also been meaning to change the “about” page of this blog for quite some time. You see, my blog is my memory – a little scrapbook of sorts. It’s very much about my travels and my experiences. It also helps us to remember where we’ve dined and what we’ve liked. Living life with flavor! But I’ve found it’s best to post before memories fade…
So I hope soon, very soon, I’ll be able to post on our trip to Canada as well as other dining experiences. But there has been a bit of change in circumstances with my work, too. So I’m also trying to get through the next month…
à la prochaine fois,
I kept checking back and was thinking “boy, she must be busy!” Sorry about your grandma – sending big hugs to your family. I feel the same way about my blog – it’s more like an online diary. I think it will be so great when my future grand kids can read about my life, while it was happening!
I’m Sorry about your grandmother but I’m glad you were able to make it back for the funeral!