Well, he’ll be 95 on Thursday.

So this past weekend, we all met out in upstate NY. My grandpa is not doing so well anymore. He’s really gone down these past two years, and even more so in the two days before we all got out there. This may have been the last time we see him alive. My parents flew out from Cameroon; Aron and Amy drove from NH; Dan, Abby and I drove out from MA; Andrew and Cristin drove out from IN. So my parents, us four kids, and my siblings’ significant others were all there.

It’s not often that we’re all in the same place, so on top of seeing Grandpa again for this special occasion, it was a nice family reunion. I have such a great family.

On the way back, we stopped at Auntie’s house - though we’re unrelated she took care of us when we were kids and treated us as if we were her own - and hung out for a little while. Having not seen her for a few years it was a good way to top off the trip.

But now I’m back, and life is already falling back into the ordinary: Sleep, work, and play. My parents are coming back to Swansea tonight, and they’ll be around till Friday, when they’ll fly back to Cameroon. A few more days with them, and then another undetermined length of time before I’ll see them again. We’ll have to make this week as good as it can possibly be.