Today it rained...

Today it rained... appropriately so. There were a lot of emotions leading up to today, with not only dealing with a death but also with tensions within the family. I can't help but have mixed feelings about today, on one hand obviously it was a sad day, and yet I got to make contact again with family members I havn't seen in seven years! You start to feel your age when you bump into someone and when last you remember then they were three feet tall, and now nearly as tall as you are! Not to mention trying to catch with people and when they ask you what you've been up to and where I've been these past few years or even lately... My life is all kinds of complicated I've decided, and at times very hard to explain haha. Between my work in 3D (which can sometime be a hard concept to grasp it's self), AA, CIMIT, and even my most recent trip to Africa... It's quite the laundry list of exploits to a pretty interesting life. What did I do exciting last summer? I created a map for a gaming company (funded by the Army), worked on a training simulation for emergency responders, and oh yea went to Africa to create a game targeted against gender based violence... Oh you worked at KFC? That's nice too....

Beyond all that I was truely touched by talking and hearing others speak of my Grandfather today. His time in highschool playing hockey (he always said he used to be a "goo-lee"), his service in World War II on Iwo Jima, when he married his wife Olive, and right up to the end hearing how much of an impact he made on so many lives. He was pretty incredible in his own right. I certainly had a hard time keeping a straight face at times, and most definitly when the bag piper started playing... I don't know what it is about bag pipes that get to me so much, maybe it was growing up going to the scotch highland games with my family and seeing the pipers march, or the mere fact that it's my heritage...

It was great to see everybody today and I find myself at some peace at home. I don't slow down much, and can forget what it's like... as rediculous as that sounds. Yet I'm somewhat restless and can't wait to get running again. I know in my last post I wrote about how I can never seem to slow down and that I just keep running at every opportunity to do so, but I've decided the reason why I sprint is because I can =)