"...waiting for that sleepy feeling"

Thank you to everyone who has offered prayers and support to the family over the past couple of days. It is greatly appreciated. It seems strange to say that a funeral went well. In fact it's difficult for me to explain exactly what I mean. There's an added degree of peace, somehow. One of the best aspects was getting to know my grandmother better through stories and photographs of her life. The other great aspect was hearing of her devotion to the church and relationship with Christ. It makes me want to get more involved with studies again. I also want to keep ties with family. We have always been close, but more and more, I'm beginning to realize how much I want to maintain that in the future. While the funeral procession was making its way down the road, I observed how many individuals pulled over to the side of the road as a sign of respect. I would guess that the number was anywhere between 50 and 75%. This made me wonder why the remaining individuals didn't show the same consideration. I wasn't offended or anything, but I was taught that it's common courtesy. It makes me wonder if the common courtesy isn't as commonly taught as I thought, or if some individuals are just too busy to notice or care.

I'm not really looking forward to classes tomorrow, but what's new? I just keep reminding myself that this is the second to last semester I will be spending here. Not really sure where life goes beyond that point, but I'll let you know when I get there. Despite dreading classes, there are personal aspects that I'm looking forward to this semester. Spring always seems to contain upwards swings near the end, so I'm always looking for those. I'm looking to strengthen ties with all of the wonderful people in my life, and I want to work towards personally bettering myself in all aspects. My notebooks are stacked, and my lunch is already packed. I feel like I'm in pre-school again. In that case, it's way past my bedtime. Goodnight, dears.