So some of you already know this, but I figured I'd post an update-sort of thing to my last journal.

My grandmother passed away a few weeks ago in the middle of the night. I was the only one awake at the time who could hear the phone, and being 2AM... I knew what the call meant. I gathered everyone up and we went to the hospital. The blue light they hang on the door to mark those who have passed was... Haunting. What laid inside was even more so. I wasn't particularly upset, just... In awe at the utter surrealism of the situation. To see someone I used to know, who I saw every single day of my life for six years, lying there cold and motionless... It was odd. I admit I cried some, I felt some grief, but I was mostly just... Caught up in how surreal it all felt.

We had her memorial service a few days ago, and her ashes were scattered in the Long Island Sound, where her and her husband spent most of their lives together.

My cousin put together a huge collage of all different pictures of her by herself, with family, and with her husband in different periods of life. She was absolutely gorgeous when she was young. I had no idea. It's fascinating to look back at someone from sixty years ago and think, "Wow, people were so much different back then."


As a result, my family problems are... Starting to get a little better, as morbid as it sounds. My grandfather doesn't have to constantly tend to her, as she was unable to do anything for herself. He has time to relax. He's much more friendly now, and we all get a long better as a result. The air in the house feels a hell of a lot less oppressive. I don't mean to say I don't miss her, and I don't mean to say that she was directly to blame, but her physical, mental and emotional state weighed everyone down and I'm glad that not only is she free from that awful prison of a body, but that the quality of life in my home is beginning to improve.

Moving on from that...

I'm no longer with the partner mentioned in the last update, and am in fact single again. I will not disclose the exact reasons for this, but it was unrelated to our feelings for one another and more to do with things beyond our control, and will never be within our control. It's possible that we may try again in the future, but as for now we have decided that from a logical standpoint it would be best to quit while we're ahead.

I'm hoping to visit a friend down in New Jersey in early August. I'll stay there for two weeks, which should be a nice break from Connecticut and all the depressing events that have transpired in the last few weeks.

Thanks for reading this, I guess. Not really sure what I'm supposed to write at the end of these things.