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So I have about 4 blog ideas rolling around in my head,

most of them concerning Anonymous (our youth show)

which is why i havent written them yet, because I've been tied up

doing that, but its over now :-(

so that excuse is out the window.

Grandmothers hospital visit

Well I was up last night catching up on the latest episode of Glee and V ...till 2 and then I was going to getup and go to practice for Anonymous at 10.
But instead I was awakened by a phone call at 3 from my uncle that my grandmother had been admitted to the hospital. I had just gotten off of the phone with her at 11 when he got there, so luckily she wasn't alone when it happened an hour later. All we knew that that point was that she had gone out of control and fallen. Then we drove 2.5 hrs to her house to take care of the dog and get her overnight bag. By then she had been transferred to UVA from the local hospital so we drove an hour back to Charlottesville.
We got there around 6am I guess. The ambulence had just gotten there. It was very hard to see but after awhile they had her stabalized and I went back and saw her. It wasn't until hours (like 1 in the afternoon) and multiple tests later they determined that she had had a stroke on her left side affecting her right side. But thankfully it seems she still has use of all of her limbs.
Thier getting ready to move her to a room and she'll need some rehab but it would seem that she's out of the woods.
This definately is not great timing, the week of youth production. So it'll be a long couple of days.....
Thank you for your thoughts and
Prayers during this time fo my grandmother, who is still grieving my grandfather through all this (he passed less than a month ago)



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Arlington National Cemetery

today was my Grandfathers interment at Arlington national cemetery.

it was then that the I guess finality hit me.

we met in the administration building where we would wait for our time.

there were alot more people there than I expected. I thought it would just

be close family, but there were others from Miller School, and AMA, and other

people I didn't know.

once at the gravesite, not far from the administration building.

The military guard removed the casket, and moved it to the graveside

in block formation. after my uncle and the military chaplain said a few words.

the most memorable of which was from a fortune cookie...you cannot buy love or steal love, only give it away...which he did in great measure.

there was the five gun salute, the sound of which reveberated

on the hallowed grounds where we stood.

as the soldiers began the ceremony of folding the flag it felt almost as though

he was in the flag..its hard to explain I guess I mean on a spirit level.

and the wind whipped up around us as the military taps were played.

as I read this back I realize this does not do the event justice but I had to try at

least for my own memories sake.

the setting, the folding of the flag, and the 5 gun salute. it was

emotionally overwhelming to think of all the soldiers buried there

and thier lives of sacrifice, hardship and bravery defending our freedoms.

let us never take that for granted.

My grandfather

We all handle grief in different ways, hopefully this will help me process it...
My grandfather died early this Friday morning. Apparently he had a heart attack earlier in the week and just thought it was a stomachache, he finally went to the hospital thur. And he died of complications, they were planning on moving him to UVA as soon as space became avalible. So I am glad he didn't have to suffer a long hospital stay and that he wasn't in a period of prolonged suffering.
He was generally a very reserved man, decorated soldier, 101st airbone, special forces... In Korea and Vietnam. It was just one of those things you knew was in the backround, he never really talked about it. But he was always watching some war special on the history channel.
After he retired he became the football and basketball coach at Augusta military academy, after AMA closed, he coached at Miller School (another military academy) this is where some of my fondest childhood memories are, exploring all over the mountains, playing with my cousins, building forts, going to the creek and the lake. As he got older he relaxed most of his military ways and became more relatable. And we talked about things. And I did get to see him just last weekend so it was nice to have a good normal last memory of him, not in a hospital.
The one regret I have,
And this might seem a little wierd but that he didn't get to meet the person I'm going to marry, he would make some joking comment but really nod approvingly, no there's not something your missing I don't
know who I'm going to marry yet either :-(
But I will miss him even if I'm not good at showing it.

(p.s) Iv'e been working on this a while so it will appear out of order on my blog timeline. I actually started writing this on April 7...





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