Filled

Yesterday was exactly what it needed to be — filled with family, tears, laughter, memories, etc.

The funeral was beautiful and sad and like I said–everything it needed to be. Lots of friends and family came for the visitation, funeral, and the burial.

I wanted to share a poem that they read during the funeral…

The Oak Tree

by Johnny Ray Ryder Jr

A mighty wind blew night and day
It stole the oak tree’s leaves away
Then snapped its boughs and pulled its bark
Until the oak was tired and stark

But still the oak tree held its ground
While other trees fell all around
The weary wind gave up and spoke.
How can you still be standing Oak?

The oak tree said, I know that you
Can break each branch of mine in two
Carry every leaf away
Shake my limbs, and make me sway

But I have roots stretched in the earth
Growing stronger since my birth
You’ll never touch them, for you see
They are the deepest part of me

Until today, I wasn’t sure
Of just how much I could endure
But now I’ve found, with thanks to you
I’m stronger than I ever knew

My grandma was a firecracker, so the stories we heard about her were always entertaining. She was also sweet, generous, and all kinds of awesome.

Yesterday was tough.

It was busy. In the morning I had a snack and then went for a workout. I ended up at a park in Lewisburg that had a whole area set up for workouts. It was pretty cool–not that banging my head on monkey bars, getting funny looks from parents whose children I’m scaring–for once. :) It was cold and spooky, though, so it was a good thing I was using socks. I also played on the tennis courts–suicides anyone? — and did tabata something else (8 rounds x 20 seconds on/10 seconds off each for pullups (jumping), squats, pushups, and sit ups). Yowzer.

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When I got home, I had a quick lunch before we started the day’s stuff.

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My gramma’s dinner was just what she would have wanted–people drinking (i.e. coming out of their shells), plenty of hot food, and a simple party.

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I ate a lot, laughed a lot, cried a lot. Unphotographed: chocolate. It’s a given. I’m not going to miss being in close proximity to a tower of carbs (pies, buns, chocolate, candy, cupcakes, brownies, you name it) and while the fat kid in me might’ve come out a bit this week, I know focusing on family and bonding and being here while I’m here was the most important thing. So in that way, I’m sad that we’re packing up today, but I miss my “family” at home and am craving some routine.

20121018-073247.jpgNow that breakfast is down the hatch (eggs, banana, trail mix, peanut butter, some milk and COFFEE!), it’s time to pack up. :(

See you soon (and by soon I mean a hella long drive). I was hoping to read a lot more than I did on the drive down but my stomach apparently was having none of it. Maybe today will be better!

Happy Thursday.

One thought on “Filled

  1. What a beautiful poem!

    I’m glad your family opened up a bit more and you guys had a good time (thank goodness for booze, eh? Haha). It sounds like a great way to remember your grandma. :)

    Have a safe trip home!

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