Is It July Yet?

June has just been, well to be blunt, an f...in' bummer. Thank goodness we had Meghan's graduation to bolster the spirits because otherwise I'd want to wipe the whole month off the face of this earth.

In exactly 3 weeks, my 91 year old grandfather was moved from the assisted living facility (can you say private money-suck?)he lived in for something like 10+ years to a more affordable nursing home where he fell twice, contracted a urinary tract infection then passed away. Three weeks. 19 days. Gone. Done. Medicare/medicaid whatever it is hadn't even kicked in yet. Bam. Done. The wake was Monday and the funeral yesterday. He didn't look like Gramp. And I really didn't feel anything. Until the middle of the church service. Weird. I had a lot of angst. And guilt. And it just disappeared. Suddenly. And a huge wave of emotion swept over me. And I felt relieved. Like I didn't need to feel guilty or bad anymore. He was ok. In a good place. With Gram.

Life goes on......