Today was my grandpas memorial. It’s been planned for today since he passed away last August. Since then his wife, my grandma, also passed away (May 19th) so it became a celebration for them both, I think they would have preferred that anyhow.
I go back in and Miles started yammering on through other peoples’ words so I stuck a boob in his mouth… He was hungry. I just don’t have the kind of guts needed to get up in front of a crowd while breastfeeding and talk with all eyes on me… so that was game over. Talks over, people file out, tables get set up and the party begins. Grandpa bought the first round and we had a great visit (that is still on going). While the kids nap though I thought I would take my opportunity to say what I wanted to say there, here. Partly because I feel guilty I didn’t do it there and because I think it’s important to acknowledge the good in others, always!