I went to the funeral of Grandma Liem today. Also unusual.
It wasn't called a funeral; it was a "celebration of life." And it was. There was as much laughter as there were tears.
She wasn't my biological grandmother; she was my mom's godmother. An all-around great person. I probably wouldn't be here without her, since she had a hand in my parents getting together.
Later in the evening, Barbara, Ender, and I went to see Good Luck, Have Fun, Don't Die. It was wild.
Sometimes I feel like I know exactly what I'm doing, and sometimes I feel like I have no idea.
Usually multiple times, throughout the span of a single day.
Today is a beautiful day.