I am back from Slovakia, safe and sound with a little jet lag and a lot of lower back pain (I’ll explain that later.)
My trip was nice, even under the sad circumstances. It was so great to see my family members that I hadn’t seen in about 18 years. The last time many of us saw each other in person was when I was nine years old. It was great to see everyone as adults and just reconnect.
My grandmother’s funeral was really beautiful and a wonderful tribute to her life. Everyone constantly talked about her beautiful, bright smile. That’s how I remember her. To be honest with you all, I still don’t believe she’s actually gone. They had a viewing for family before the actual ceremony and I didn’t go. I want to remember her alive, radiant and happy (the way I’ve always known her.) Even as the closed casket was right in front of us at the funeral, I just didn’t believe she was in there. It’s like I know she’s gone, but I believe that she’s still with me. I don’t know if that makes sense.
There were SO many flowers at the funeral. Gorgeous flowers. And so many people who loved her. She really did touch a lot of lives—even some of her students were there (she was a professor). I’m just really happy I got to be there with my family at a time where it was important for all of us to come together.
Here are a few shots of various family members and I:
Behold my fashionable attire (obviously sarcastic):
Before I go for the night, thank you again to all of the awesome people who sent emails, messages and formspring comments with your condolences and support. It really helped me get through this tough time. Thanks for being patient while I took this time to be with family <3.