the scriptorium

Thursday, April 10, 2003

Well, I think Alan and I have come to the conclusion that we don't know what the heck has happened here and that I'm just going to have to reconstruct the site. Fortunately, I have the template saved as a Word document, so it will (I hope) just be a matter of cutting and pasting and then everything will be hunky-dorey. It may be this weekend before I can get to it, though.

Today I'm off work again, this time because I have to travel up to Eastern Kentucky (Powell Co., for those of you who know the area) to attend my uncle's funeral. I think I wrote about Kenneth in the early days of this blog. He had multiple myoloma (sp?) for about 18 months. Apparently (I just learned this), they had only given him about 6 months to live when he was diagnosed, so he did exceptionally well under the circumstances, but I had really hoped that he would pull through. He was in his mid-60's, I think. My aunt has not been well in recent months, either, due to some kind of brain infection, so she could use some prayer. They have 3 sons, all grown of course, and various grandkids. I'm a little apprehensive about going up there for the funeral, because traditionally funerals for our family have been of the "out of control emotional" type. Like the "throw yourself on the casket" kind of thing. I'm pretty uncomfortable with that kind of behavior, and generally end up being the "strong one." The fact that I rarely see my aunts, uncles, or cousins until either a wedding or funeral makes it more uncomfortable for me, because I feel that at this point we really don't know each other that well. I guess what I'm saying is pray for me and for my family that we can get through this thing and that it will be a healing thing for those who need it.

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