4 Generations

I headed to Burlington on Friday afternoon to spend the weekend at home.  While going home just to go home is perfectly acceptable, this was not one of those times.  My grandmother celebrated her 94th birthday on Sunday.  I spent most of the weekend either coughing from the massive amounts of pollen I seem to be inhaling or helping my mom pull together a big family gathering to celebrate. My grandmother has 3 children, 14 grandchildren, and 8 great grandchildren (with several marriages added into that mix) so she has a pretty substantial family.  We tried to gather everyone together but I’m sure you can imagine how difficult getting that many people together on the same day could be! We did have a really great turn out and it was a lot of crazy, chaotic fun.  My wonderful grandmother told us, “I am turning 94 years old today. You can’t tell me I’m not getting old.” I hope to have that view when I’m 94, that I am just starting to get old. And I hope when I have that realization I will be surrounding by a whole ton of family who love and care about me.  It was awesome to see everyone and get to spend time with my family but Sunday night came quickly and it was time to come back to Raleigh.  I love my family but I missed my roommates, friends, and my beautiful, quiet campus.

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