We're better now, or mostly. Leigh was finally over her cough, but it came back last weekend, so I'm taking her in to the doctor's tomorrow. But the rest of us are fine.
My grandpa died last week, so we went down to the Island for his funeral. That was hard for me, not hte going there, but just his death, because he is the first of my grandparents to die. And even though it was a long drive for a short visit, I was still very glad that we were able to go. Everyone thanked me for coming, but the truth was that it was just as much a selfish thing for me to go. I needed to be around my family at a time like this. All of my cousins except for one were able to make it, so we got to visit with people we really haven't seen in almost ten years.
An up side to that is that Mark was able to come, so he got to meet my family and see where I used to spend my summers. We got to see my Great-Grandma, who turned 99 this year. I was glad that she was able to meet him.
So now it is back to life, at least for a few months! If this rain would stop, maybe the girls and I could do some gardening.
