Home At Last

I said good-bye to my grandfather for possibly the last time on Tuesday afternoon.Â? He told me he loved me and I told him I loved him.Â? Since this is me, the tears were flowing.Â? Mom and I drove to Everett where she dropped me at the train station where the tears commenced flowing again.

I was all ready to get on the train at 5:45 but… that unfortunately was not in the plans thanks to a crane accident in Seattle.Â? I was stuck in Everett until 10 p.m. and around 8:45, I just lost it and started sobbing.Â? (There’s more to this story but it’s nothing I’m mentioning in a public entry.)Â? When I finally got on the train, my bed was folded down for me and the porters brought me food.Â? They got big hugs for that.

I got home around 4 this afternoon.Â? I am tired and a little too angsty about some things in my personal life to say much more.Â? At least I’m home with my black cat (and the others… and of course Jon).

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Jen isn't quite sure when she lost her mind, but it is probably documented here on Meditatio. She blogs because the world needs her snark at all hours of the night... and she probably can't sleep anyway.

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  1. Wow, I would have cried too at a four-hour delay after all of that family stress. Praying for you and hoping that everything is okay.

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