Many of you who are friends with me on facebook, and let’s be honest here, that’s who MOST of you are, already know that my Grandma Strang died. She was my mom’s mother, my grandma, and great grandma, and great great grandma to many many more. So Jacob and I are trekking across the country again, to Michigan this time, to attend another funeral.

All my grandparents have died in the last 9 months. You can read about the first two here, here, and here, the fourth one died before I was ever born. It feels a bit strange, being grandparentless. I imagine it’s even stranger for my parents, both of them being orphans, in a sense. I feel exposed, like I’ve been advanced ahead into a new category of life, whether I was ready for it or not.

Off we go.