Yesterday going into the church for the memorial service, I suddenly thought of Robin's bear hunt book and turned to markgritter and said, "Can't go over it. Can't go around it. Got to go through it."
The bear hunt book people: they are wise.
In any case, we have gone through it, both the memorial and the drive back. Last time I was riding in the car back from Omaha, Grandpa was doing so much better, and we had such high hopes of getting him home from the hospital soon.
A couple of people have expressed that they feel that talking to me about other things right now would be inappropriate or insensitive. Not at all. It is extremely appropriate and sensitive, as long as you don't brush past me talking about Grandpa to do so.