My Grandma passed away

I haven't updated in awhile because I've been having a really hard time with the passing of my Grandma. She left us early Sunday morning.

It is hard getting back into the swing of things. I am behind in my housework, homework and sleep. And I don't much feel like catching up on any of it besides the sleep.

Mary Elizabeth Frye (1904-)
Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the softly falling snow.
I am the gentle showers of rain,
I am the fields of ripening grain.
I am in the morning hush,
I am in the graceful rush
Of beautiful birds in circling flight.
I am the starshine of the night.
I am in the flowers that bloom,
I am in a quiet room.
I am in the birds that sing,
I am in each lovely thing.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there -- I do not die.