I went to my great Aunt Ruth's funeral this week. It was nice. I liked hearing stories about her because most of them included my grandmother, and I wish I had known her better.
I got to meet my two cousins Bob and Scott whom I had never met before, and they were really nice. I am constantly surprised by the lack of Black Sheep in my family. We all seem to have turned out pretty well.
The highlight of the trip (well, there were two) was that I got to see my friend Sarah in Little Rock. I hardly ever get to see her anymore, so I was really excited that we were able to eat lunch together. Here is a picture of us from a while back:
The second highlight was that on the way home, my mom and I stopped by the old family cemetery and on the way kind of stumbled across another cemetery where I was pretty sure some of our relatives had been buried, and their gravestones were totally there! I was very happy to find them. They are practically unreadable now, so I am glad I got pictures before they completely fade away.
Of course, I forgot my digital camera, so I had to use my mom's old-timey camera (what do you even call cameras that aren't digital? Analog? Film? I have no idea). Now I have to wait until she gets them developed. What a long way we have come from the days where I would pick up my camera, notice there were 20 pictures already taken on the roll of film, and I would have no idea what was on there. It was like a little surprise party every time I got pictures developed. I kind of miss that.