7 years

Although my grandpa passing is not the most desired way to bring my family together it was amazing to have everyone together. There are 7 of us kids in my family and we haven't all been together in 7 years. Isn't that just sad? The whole gang was there last week though and it reminded me of just how much I love my family and how thankful I am for them.
The trip home was not so smooth. I was supposed to fly out at 9:15am from Fresno, lay over in LA, and on to Prescott. Fog delayed my flight though and it became apparent that I would not be making my connecting flight. When I was told that there was no way I was getting home that day and I'd have to wait until the next day I became a little emotional and the poor American Eagle Airline lady felt pretty bad when I explained I was going to miss my grandpa's funeral. She was able to bend the rules a bit and book me on another airline with a direct flight to Phoenix instead. 5 hours in the Fresno airport was pretty uneventful. Upon arriving in Phoenix I then had to find a shuttle to take to Prescott. I remember shuttles being really horrible but this one was not bad. I finally made it to Prescott! Thank heavens for that nice lady for making an exception for me.
The funeral was really nice. My dad gave a great life history of my grandpa and I learned some really cool things about him that I never knew. He lead quite a life. He told a story about how when my grandpa went to college he literally had 5 cents to his name and flipped that very 5 cents to decide whether he should buy a donut because he was hungry or spend it on a bus so he wouldn't have to walk the rest of the way into town. Upon flipping the coin in dropped it into a drain on the street so he had to go hungry and walk! Ah gramps!
It was a good trip home. I'm sure going to miss this bunch of crazies.