Back from the Jersey shore. Much fun was had, many pictures were taken, and I will share them with you tomorrow. I will try to play catch-up with LJ posts as well, no promises.


Michael's grandmother passed on this evening, and he's essentially in the numb stage. Everyone saw it coming, as she'd been in ICU for a few days. She had a peaceful passing.

I had the strangest feeling the last time I saw her. I met Mee-mom three Easters ago. She was getting fairly up there in age, and since that day, she's rarely recognized me because I guess I just didn't stick in her memory. The last time I saw her was about three weeks ago. She seemed lucid and happy, most likely because Mrs. Jamie had been taking her out regularly for hair and manicure trips. She was dressed in a new outfit Mrs. Jamie'd picked out-- a lovely soft ivory blouse and rose-colored slacks that brought out the pink in her cheeks. And she turned to me and waved before she left. It's a good way to remember her.