I have just been driving for over 1 1/2 hours and feel nearly ready to collapse. My family and I are now on our way to Ohio for a vacation that doesn’t feel very fun.
A few days ago, one of my dad’s closest friends passed away. So today we started the eight-hour journey to Ohio for his funeral. We left shortly after 4:30 when Dad got home to try to save as much daylight as possible. Even so, it is nearly eight o’clock, and the trip is not yet half over.
It is now morning as I continue writing, and because of the lateness of the hour, I was not able to write earlier. We were on the road until approximately 1:30 in the morning with little sleep. At that time, all I wanted to do was sleep.
I am now sitting here in the motel room while watching some TV. Late this morning there was the graveside ceremony. As we arrived, the first thing that I noticed was the chill in the wind. I had to hug my sports jacket around me to keep warm. There was little surprise in this because the cemetery sat exposed to the wind on a 30 degree slope. But I noticed as the ceremony went on that the wind abated and the sun came out. The sky seemed to be the most brilliant blue. High above the ground, several hawks circled the area as if paying homage. It all seemed to come together in some way that I haven’t quite figured out yet.
The memorial service was last night. It went quite well, punctuated by some excellent singing. After church this morning, we started back to Illinois. On the way, however, we stopped for lunch with my aunt on my mother’s side and the cousins.