Rest in Peace

Granny was laid to rest today.  My body wasn't there, but my mind and heart sure were.  I am so happy for her, but selfishly sad that I can't talk with her.  She was such a wise woman.  She often spoke her mind, whether it was appropriate or not.  She hurt my feelings from time to time, but I loved her and I know I am a better person because she was in my life.  I saw pictures of her service today, including the open casket part. She didn't look like herself.  Her skin was too made up and dark.  She wore a yellow gown that she had picked out for herself.  Aunt Shirleen found her burial clothes in a box, labeled, in her closet, when she went to look for something for Granny to be buried in. Granny knew her time was near.  I suppose you must when you are 97 years old. I missed seeing Ricky and his family as well as Brock and his family.  I haven't seen them in years and now I know that I may never see them again. During the time of her funeral, I worked out in my yard.  She would have wanted me to.  For dinner tonight, I made black eyed peas in her honor. They tasted wonderful as she taught me well.

I went up to school today and got my desk organized. Tomorrow I have a day long class on how to teach students to write.  It shall be interesting I am sure.  Friday is my first full day of work.  I am looking forward to a normal routine and getting on with life.  It's been an interesting summer, filled with two deaths, a tragic fire and a mission's trip to Joplin.  I have learned to appreciate all that I have. I have learned to appreciate my family and cherish each and every day I have with them. I have learned that I am stronger and smarter than I ever thought I was.

Here's to next summer being a little less eventful.