madeofglass.com

a collection of reflections by people i have known

by tripp

it’s been days since i last wrote. anything other than emails.

every day for the past 5 or 6, i have composed no less than 2 posts in my head. yesterday, i was going to use lunch to do some creative writing. none of this happened.

work is still tough for me to find a regular schedule, one i can marginally stick to and be productive with my own projects. it’s frustrating and it is going to take some effort to make it happen. but it will, because the alternative isn’t pretty.

this past weekend, roxy and i flew out to minnesota to see her uncle and then drive down to mason city for the service for my uncle soph. i had not met her uncle, she had not met this part of my family, so it was nice all around. (to be fair, i hadn’t seen this part of my family in years and years — the photo of my uncle in the above link also has my cousin in it. except, this weekend, he turned out to be 18 and about to start college. time moves, my friends. faster than we all think.)

we flew out friday — i went from work in sf directly to sfo to catch the flight. we spent the night at r’s uncle’s house and then drove on sat afternoon down south. saturday night and sunday were spent in mason city, before climbing back in the car around 5pm and hightailing it back to the minneapolis airport. to get in at 1am.

monday was rushed — work and then drinks with the crew. we didn’t stay long because we were still fairly tired. last night was more calm, but we both worked late, so it threw the evening off a bit.

there are plenty of stories, mostly good ones from the weekend. many of the memorable quotes came from my cousins, the young ones who i don’t know still. the service was good, if a little sad. i was pleased — most of the weekend was spent with laughter and remembrance — i only saw a couple of tears and those were brief during the service.

i am happy we spent time together talking and being a family — i don’t see any of them often enough and to spend the time being closer is time well spent.

there is more to say (isn’t there always?) but i’ll try to throw it into some other posts. i’m just having one of those ‘isn’t life weird and wonderful and totally strange?’ days.

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