ramblings

Sometimes I think the grim reaper just picks a spot to hang out in for awhile and makes a good sweep through. I find that to be irritating. No one I knew passed away for about 10 years. Then all of a sudden I have to attend a funeral every time I turn around. Our friend died in a horrible accident summer of 06. Chris's grandpa died in Jan of 07. Then our best friend died under suspicious circumstances in May of 07. Then aunt Alice. Then my grandma. Then aunt Hattie. And now Chris's grandma passed away this week. What an ordeal. There is a certain amount of stress associated with the passing of his grandma that is a little unusual. At least for us. Technically she is Chris's step grandma, but it's the only one he's ever known. So really it's just a technicality. Anyway, there is a huge family farm that grandpa owned (recieved from his original wife). After Elmer passed, of course the farm remained because granny was still there. Now granny is gone and there is all sorts of hoop-lah about who gets what and whatever. It's stressful. This has been an issue for a long time but it's one of those things that someone has to deal with now and it's not really clear who. I'm quite afraid if one of the stepchildren (and there is a sneaky one!) gets ahold of the rights and takes it from Chris's mother who is the rightful heir...I'm afraid Chris will go postal and break someone's head open. For me, where my grandma Irene lived, outside of Dale is the one place in the world I feel closer to God than anywhere else. For Chris, it is the farm. Ugh. Really I would just like for there to be a calmness of life restored! I'm getting paranoid. Now everytime a grandparent gets a cold or has a bad day I'm convinced they are going to next! What a horrible way to think. I was going to go downtown this Saturday and do the charity walk to benefit alzheimers. I don't know if you have ever done a walk downtown but they are great. It's always nice to see the number of people that are out supporting a cause. But don't let the word walk fool you. I had 60 year old granny's kickin my butt last time I did a walk. Just think of aggressive mall walkers. I don't see why we can't slow down. Anyway, we will be leaving for Stroud for a few days and until then Chris is out of town on a work trip. I've rambled enough for this post. Until next time!