One Wedding and a Funeral

So, my sister got married one Saturday, and then the next Saturday my Oma died. The funeral was today.

She'd been in poor health for some time, so I can't quite say I'm surprised. It was a bit of a shock to me only because I didn't find out until Friday night that she'd been in the hospital since Wednesday afternoon. (Chalk it up to my mother and her philosophy of not telling me or my sister things because she feels that we're too far away and there's nothing we can do about it. Which is partly true and partly annoying.)

Anyhow, I'll miss her a lot.