You can come home again

Every time I come home and appreciate it a little more. I went home this time because of something sad. My grandma, who had been sick for quite a while, died, and I came home for the funeral. I had been going home anyway a few days later, but headed home a little early because of this. I have some of the best memories because of, and with, my grandmother. When we were little, we saw her all of the time because Mom helped her with a lot of things. We also saw her at our huge family gatherings for birthdays and holidays. She passed down her recipes and love of baking to Mom, who has passed them down to me.  Our family will still be close, but it won't be the same without grandma at the middle connecting us all. I know she's with Aunt Annie and Grandpa now somewhere beautiful.  I only hope that I can raise such a wonderful loving family of my own one day.

Coming home I also have the opportunity to spend time with friends who I don't normally get to see a lot. Had a really fantastic day today with my friend, Ciara, We did yoga at Loose Park, one of my favorite spots in the city. It was so peaceful and awesome. I love yoga and I love being outdoors. We then had brunch at a really cool, delicious place called Urban Table. I had a waffle with a sausage patty and eggs overeasy on top, with maple pecan syrup. Um, why doesn't every place have this?? The guy gave me coffee to go to, so this place will be one of my favorite places forever. Then we went to a pet store and I got my kitties some new things, and we got to pet a puppy!!! Dear God, there is almost nothing that could make me happier than snuggling a puppy. Finally, we went to check out a cool natural grocery store that has some pretty sweet stuff.

Last night, I also had such a fun time at the Royals game with Sara, Catherine, and Bethany. A win at the most beautiful stadium with fireworks after?

KC, you're actually pretty cool.