...have been incredibly stressful. I've always been told life is all about tension and release, and the past few days alone have perfectly exemplified that.

I really haven't talked to much of anyone about it (except for ~Sunsink, who's a wonderful friend), but my grandmother passed away on Saturday.

That in itself was a really weird feeling.

But today was the visitation. Never have I felt so completely neutral. So many different factors were weighing upon my conscience that I really had no choice but to submit and just feel. Nothing specific. Just something.

My extended family, for once, was getting along in the same room. No fights, no arguments. All cooperation. All smiles. All love. It's been a long time since I've seen that.

Then again, I would look over at my grandfather, and see him sitting by the casket in his lone chair, staring out blankly at his departed wife, traces of emotion in his perpetually staunch expression.  

All-in-all, nights like tonight are anything but lucid. Later down the road, this is probably going to be one of those days I'll doubt ever happened. It felt neither intrinsically good nor bad. It just felt right, like things, plans, were being fulfilled. Maybe this happened for a reason.

I miss my grandmother already, but I'm glad she doesn't have to suffer anymore.

Now if I can just survive the funeral and the rest of the school week, things will definitely be back on the right track.