I started my new job today. They had a vase of flowers sitting on my desk to welcome me and almost everyone introduced themselves to me. My friend who works for the sister company had the IT technician set my computer wallpaper to a photo of her and my other friend with a welcome message. It is nice to be wanted.
I also attended my grandmother’s funeral. It was a meaningful service with laughs scattered amongst the memories being shared. I had never been to a gravesite before, as my grandfather died during the dead of winter and the ground was frozen. It felt like a scene out of a movie, only more sad because it was real. My family clung to each other in a row, holding tightly as we cried at our last sight of the casket. Earlier during the funeral service, my five year old niece peered up at me. “Are you going to always cry now?” she asked. “Today I might,” I replied. “Today I might.”