Ships passing in the night, sometimes completely unaware of each other, but passing none the less.

Yesterday my grandmother did what she had wanted to do for the last 10 years. She passed away, drifting from this existence to the great unknown. Though prepared for it and not surprised, it’s still quite painful.

 Soon I will be flying back to Minnesota for the wake and funeral. 2008 is truely about letting go, of people, ideas, bad habits, and pain.

97 years, and it still doesn’t seem like enough time.