Tomorrow my grandpa’s ashes are scattered by my family. I have been having a rough time knowing I won’t be there. The biggest reason I couldn’t go is because my daughter was still nursing and needed me, so she’d either have to go or I couldn’t go. She would have had such a rough time on the trip so I decided not to do the trip. So she decided that this was the week that she would stop nursing. Ironic. Now I’m mourning two things entirely. Sucks. And the sun is hiding today. So far this is proving to be a shitty day - er, week.
