Hello everyone. I'd like to announce that I am back and ready to continue writing regularly (hooray!). It's so great to be back: I didn't really enjoy my time away from everyone. And there is a good reason I had left for a bit, and though I was reluctant at first to tell you why, I feel I should now.
My great grandmother died. She passed Thursday evening. Friday was filled with making arangements to be able to attend the funeral. Normally, this would not be a problem but she lived about six hours away. Early Saturday morning, my parents, aunts, uncles, almost all my cousins, my grandparents and I packed up and left for a long journey. We stayed for the weekend in a hotel, and left on Monday.
I had never met my great grandmother, and if I did, I was most likely a baby. This is the same for all my cousins. Most of them didn't go to the funeral, but I did. It seemed to be the right thing to do.