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So I'm back in Saginaw now. I flew over to Green Bay on Thursday (got there in time, despite the fact that the Detroit airport hates our family). The viewing was Thursday night, and that was really hard. There were some parts that were kind of amusing (like the fact that Mom, Jenn and I knew who almost no one was, so we kept following Dad around asking), and it was nice to get to see the Memphis folk for an extended period of time. I also saw a bunch of people that we hadn't seen since Grandma's 80th surprise birthday party, and they were all amazed at the fact that I apparently kept getting older during those eight years. Friday morning was an hour long visitation at the church, and then the funeral. I was definitely a fan of the Pastor. I ended up reading the 127th Psalm, and my dad gave a eulogy. It was a beautiful service, although it was kind of hard. After the funeral and the lunch afterwards, we just went back to the house for a while. Jenn and Dad had to get on the road, they both had tournaments yesterday (and Jenn's got second!!!). Mom and I stuck around G-ma Ruth's house for a while, and then we went out to dinner with the Memphis folk and Uncle Tom at the Lambeau Field Atrium. They had this arcade place, and so the cousins (Michelle -29, Melissa - 27, and Matthew - 16) and I went and played around in there for a while as we waited for our food. Then the girls (Aunt Debbie, Michelle, Melissa, Mom, and me) all went shopping as kind of a cathartic release. I got a lot of new "professional" clothes, and everything was on sale. It was a lot of fun, and I really like hanging out with that side of the family. Even though Michelle's almost 10 years older than I am, the three of us (and Jenn, while she was there... we missed her Friday night) we can still all talk about pretty much anything.
They also got locked in Elder Beerman's. That was definitely amusing.
Mom and I drove back yesterday, it wasn't that bad of a drive. We were kind of alternating driving and sleeping, because we were both pretty tired from this hectic week. Last night was the Chinese New Year's Eve, so my roommates and some of their friends were cooking. Mom and I ended up going shopping last night (just wandering around Kohls, I found a really cute pair of brown boots) as well as a little bit of food shopping for me, and then we went out to dinner at Bennigan's. Mmm, so good, I have a new favorite from there.
Tomorrow morning... I don't know what to say. Abe called me Thursday morning to tell me that Tony Rongo (my private lessons instructor) passed away in his sleep Wednesday night/Thursday morning. His funeral is tomorrow, and I think that I'm going to go. I really want to, but I'm going to talk to Angela and see if there's going to be any sort of car-pooling or anything else to get there. I'm not completely sure.
Before people ask, no, I'm not okay. I'm about as good as I can be right now, but I'm not really sure what that means. I'm sure that I haven't cried all my tears, and I can't say that there won't be times in the next few weeks where I won't just want to be alone, but eventually I'll be okay. It wasn't a complete surprise with Grandma Jean, it was sooner than we thought, but still. I miss her a lot, and the strangest part is that we found a picture of her from right after she joined the Navy Nurses Corp, which was when she was about 19/20, and it's kind of spooky how much I look like her. A large part of it is the nose (or lack there of, as my father always says), but it's the whole facial structure. Everyone else sees it more than I do (I'd kind of like to think I look unique), but I must admit that there is a resemblance. Kind of interesting, because my parents couldn't have known when they named me Amy Jean.
Anyway, I think I'm going to go run to the C-store and get something to drink. Mom left me with lots of mountain dew, but I can't just drink only that, and the water here tastes funny. Then it's back here to work on the Mozart, and figure everything out before I go to sleep tonight. And by everything, I simply mean how the first movement of the Jupiter symphony fits into sonata form. :P
They also got locked in Elder Beerman's. That was definitely amusing.
Mom and I drove back yesterday, it wasn't that bad of a drive. We were kind of alternating driving and sleeping, because we were both pretty tired from this hectic week. Last night was the Chinese New Year's Eve, so my roommates and some of their friends were cooking. Mom and I ended up going shopping last night (just wandering around Kohls, I found a really cute pair of brown boots) as well as a little bit of food shopping for me, and then we went out to dinner at Bennigan's. Mmm, so good, I have a new favorite from there.
Tomorrow morning... I don't know what to say. Abe called me Thursday morning to tell me that Tony Rongo (my private lessons instructor) passed away in his sleep Wednesday night/Thursday morning. His funeral is tomorrow, and I think that I'm going to go. I really want to, but I'm going to talk to Angela and see if there's going to be any sort of car-pooling or anything else to get there. I'm not completely sure.
Before people ask, no, I'm not okay. I'm about as good as I can be right now, but I'm not really sure what that means. I'm sure that I haven't cried all my tears, and I can't say that there won't be times in the next few weeks where I won't just want to be alone, but eventually I'll be okay. It wasn't a complete surprise with Grandma Jean, it was sooner than we thought, but still. I miss her a lot, and the strangest part is that we found a picture of her from right after she joined the Navy Nurses Corp, which was when she was about 19/20, and it's kind of spooky how much I look like her. A large part of it is the nose (or lack there of, as my father always says), but it's the whole facial structure. Everyone else sees it more than I do (I'd kind of like to think I look unique), but I must admit that there is a resemblance. Kind of interesting, because my parents couldn't have known when they named me Amy Jean.
Anyway, I think I'm going to go run to the C-store and get something to drink. Mom left me with lots of mountain dew, but I can't just drink only that, and the water here tastes funny. Then it's back here to work on the Mozart, and figure everything out before I go to sleep tonight. And by everything, I simply mean how the first movement of the Jupiter symphony fits into sonata form. :P