I was in danger of falling behind in my journal by 2 entries, but my Sunday was causing me fatigue and I am ready to call it a day.  But before I totally turn into a pumpkin I decided to write at least to try to catch up some and I also read Cicily's blog first.  She referred to a lot of what I had been thinking and she did it with pictures.  So I refer you to that so you can see what you missed if you weren't there or remember what happened while you were there.  I too went more out of duty, but ended up really glad that I did.  I came home almost singing to myself: 'I love being a grandpa'. The whole weekend was like that for me.  There I was dressed up in my silly gorilla t-shirt but enjoying the heck out of being their with our family.  Today was a much needed day to recuperate, but even in that I already miss yesterday.  I often realize the hum drum moments, but I am learning to really appreciate these kinds of pay days.  It is overwhelming.  The sheer number last night was amazing.  Logan asked me once if all of those people were 'my friends' !  I told him that they were all my family and his too.  I don't know if he grasped that or not.  I,m not sure that I did either.  Saturday morning at the cemetery I butted in a talked about this 'forever family'.  I said what I had really come to  understand: today is part of forever, so that family is in my here and now as well as in my forever, and I am so very blessed to have it.