Schmidgall

The same day I last posted, I discovered later on that my grandmother had died early that morning. On Wednesday afternoon, I took off with my Dad to drive the 24-hour grind up to MN for the funeral. I just got back, and I am exhausted. I'm glad that I went, though:

Seeing my mom through the viewing.
Being a pallbearer (along with 5 other grandsons) at the burial.
Seeing all 14 of grandmother's children in 1 place.
Going fishing with grandfather and a few my uncles the night after the funeral.

She was an amazing person. Simply amazing.