I can safely say that last week was the worst week of my life. I spent today recovering from a nice but tiring weekend in Lodi for Granny’s funeral and memorial service. Saturday was an emotional but wonderful day. It was nice to have all of the family together, since it is harder to get all of us in one spot at the same time these days. In true Lange style we buried Granny (just as we did with Grandpa) and completely filled in the hole with Grandpa’s shovel. The memorial service at First Untied Methodist Church was a moving tribute to her, full of tears and laughter. She would have just loved seeing all of her old MYFers (Methodist Youth Fellowship) get up and sing for her.
It will take a long time to sink in that she is gone. She was such a big part of my life, since I grew up right next door. As we were getting ready to leave yesterday I thought we need to go say good bye to Granny. I wonder how long it will take us to stop calling it Granny’s house. She touched so many people’s lives. We will miss her everyday.
As if loosing my granny and tests at Children’s Hospital weren’t enough, getting William’s vision diagnosis was devastating. Jim asked me on Friday, “when do you think we will look at him and not be sad?” We are trying to learn as much as we can about this condition and understand the anatomy and how the eye works. It is overwhelming to think that he might not be able to see very well. We all take the sense of sight for granted, since it is so critical to everyday life. I just hope that he is able to see enough to not be limited by it.
Here is to a better week this week.