tales.

just returned from an emergency trip to texas with my dad to see his mother, who is not doing very well and is not expected to live much longer. i am completely exhausted, but please come back soon so that i can regale you with tales including:

my uncle sharing with us his hemorrhoid invention (and he actually called invention submission corporation). complete with pictures!

asking for wireless access at the "motel" (i use the phrase loosely) and being given a router and ethernet cable.

my aunt grilling me on my diet ("you have to eat meat!") and me succumbing and eating eggs for the first time in almost a year (how old am i again?).

learning that my grandma will not be able to be buried along the fence of her chosen cemetery because of her ethnicity.

finding out my great-grandmother was a midwife and businessperson in the late 1800s. my grandma says i look like her and i do.

my great-grandfather crossed into this country for a nickel.

the kids in that small, sad town are without hope for a better life.

knowing i am part of a huge, huge family (i had no idea).

feeling connected for almost the first time in my life.

oh, the stories i have.