A wedding, a migraine and not quite a funeral...
7/2/2007: 3.5 miles, 31:27, 8:59 pace
As you can see, my pace has not suffered too much from the change in altitude. I was quite surprised myself. I hope to keep this up throughout the vacation. Now, on to this past weekend:
Saturday we drove up to Logan for my wife’s grandmother’s wedding. It was a beautiful ceremony held in the Logan Temple. It was interesting to note the difference between the words spoken at her wedding (for time only) and those spoken in the sealing ceremony (for eternity.) If I ever lose my dear wife and choose to marry again, I would definitely want to get married in the temple. The blessings that come from a temple marriage - even those for time only - are amazing.
Afterwards we went over to grandma’s house for a big luncheon. Is it an ominous sign when they serve funeral potatoes at a wedding luncheon? That’s when my headache began. I thought it was just a standard tension headache due to the heat, driving so much over the past few days, and not sleeping in my own bed. By the end of the luncheon, however, it was going to migraine status. My wife had to drive us back to her parents’ house where I lay down on the couch and slept for over two hours. Even after that nap, I still felt miserable. So, my wife drove us back to Midvale. By that time I was feeling much better. I still had a lingering headache, but the migraine was over.
Sunday was the start of the family reunion. It began at Grandma’s house (my dad’s mom) with socializing, a small “tribute to Grandma” from each generation, and dinner. I had a great time catching-up with the family, especially my cousins. My boys had a great time with their cousins and second-cousins. That’s the one big down side of our upcoming move to New Jersey - we’ll be so very far away from any family. We’ll just have to make time for future reunions.
After dinner we went down to Midvale Cemetery. Why? Both Grandpa and my Dad are buried there, and since the reunion is largely in honor of Grandpa (it was on his birthday) it was decided that we should go down so as to include him and my dad. That part was at least understandable. What happened once we got there was a bit bizarre. When Grandpa and Grandma purchased their cemetery plots, they also purchased adjacent plots for their children and their children’s spouses. While I was talking with my siblings and cousins, Grandma, my Mom, and my aunts and uncles all stood over their “plots.” All of the family in my generation (who were near enough to me to make a comment) thought this to be very strange. When pictures were then taken of everyone standing over their plots, the bizarreness was complete.
Standing on your grave
Before you have passed away
For pictures? Oh dear!
At least I have an entertaining story to tell at parties,
Brad
As you can see, my pace has not suffered too much from the change in altitude. I was quite surprised myself. I hope to keep this up throughout the vacation. Now, on to this past weekend:
Saturday we drove up to Logan for my wife’s grandmother’s wedding. It was a beautiful ceremony held in the Logan Temple. It was interesting to note the difference between the words spoken at her wedding (for time only) and those spoken in the sealing ceremony (for eternity.) If I ever lose my dear wife and choose to marry again, I would definitely want to get married in the temple. The blessings that come from a temple marriage - even those for time only - are amazing.
Afterwards we went over to grandma’s house for a big luncheon. Is it an ominous sign when they serve funeral potatoes at a wedding luncheon? That’s when my headache began. I thought it was just a standard tension headache due to the heat, driving so much over the past few days, and not sleeping in my own bed. By the end of the luncheon, however, it was going to migraine status. My wife had to drive us back to her parents’ house where I lay down on the couch and slept for over two hours. Even after that nap, I still felt miserable. So, my wife drove us back to Midvale. By that time I was feeling much better. I still had a lingering headache, but the migraine was over.
Sunday was the start of the family reunion. It began at Grandma’s house (my dad’s mom) with socializing, a small “tribute to Grandma” from each generation, and dinner. I had a great time catching-up with the family, especially my cousins. My boys had a great time with their cousins and second-cousins. That’s the one big down side of our upcoming move to New Jersey - we’ll be so very far away from any family. We’ll just have to make time for future reunions.
After dinner we went down to Midvale Cemetery. Why? Both Grandpa and my Dad are buried there, and since the reunion is largely in honor of Grandpa (it was on his birthday) it was decided that we should go down so as to include him and my dad. That part was at least understandable. What happened once we got there was a bit bizarre. When Grandpa and Grandma purchased their cemetery plots, they also purchased adjacent plots for their children and their children’s spouses. While I was talking with my siblings and cousins, Grandma, my Mom, and my aunts and uncles all stood over their “plots.” All of the family in my generation (who were near enough to me to make a comment) thought this to be very strange. When pictures were then taken of everyone standing over their plots, the bizarreness was complete.
Standing on your grave
Before you have passed away
For pictures? Oh dear!
At least I have an entertaining story to tell at parties,
Brad