Days 419-23: Does absence *really* make the heart grow fonder?

Okay, so it's been a while... Not intentionally. Not consciously. But a while nonetheless.

I've been off in my own world lately. After my grandmother's death, I went into a daze. I haven't been depressed or angry, but I haven't really been anything. I've sort of been taking the paint by numbers approach to life. But luckily, I feel like that's ending, and for that, I am grateful. I feel like I'm living again.

Maybe it's because my mom and I are here taking care of the dogs while my dad is in town for the memorial service, but we've been more active these past few days. We had a girls' night last night, and I applied for a volunteer position today, and next week I finally have an appointment to change my hair. (It was either that or more ink.) And Wednesday (Tomorrow?) we have a date with Debbie that should be fun.

I am grateful for:
* girls' nights.
* compact smores.
* the dogs.
* a comfy bed.
* Nate and Phil finally meeting.
* Ray LaMontagne's music.
* texting.
* the chance to volunteer.
* the amount of support people have given me.
* movie nights.
* movies that are totally worth seeing once.
* sushi.