November 11, 2007

I have to go up in the attic and find my gloves.

And I got a haircut today. I'm suddenly adding a long-expected trip to the holiday schedule, as if I didn't feel crazy enough. My grandmother died (it's OK, she hadn't been herself for years and it was time) last night, so we're convening for services in Idaho and Washington this weekend.

Meeting up with J, C, and M in Denver for the last part of our journey to Spokane. It's been years since I flew with my sister and I think it'll be the first time her husband has ever flown. Could be VERY interesting.

I'm not sure, yet, how I feel. Something's missing, and I don't know what it is.

Posted by mike at November 11, 2007 07:22 PM
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Mike, I'm sorry. I know that feeling, like a little piece of a memory of when things were simpler, brighter, and less sad just got misplaced, and you don't know where it went.

Posted by: brian at November 12, 2007 02:28 PM
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