All journeys have secret destinations of which the traveler is unaware.
-Martin Buber

And therefore, no matter what today will bring, I will hit the ground running and will not be cross with it, no matter how it will all be this evening. Might I still be at home, cause there was no flight, tending to my own little family, or might I be in the air, flying to say goodbye to one of the most amazing woman I have ever got the honor to know and grow up with. Either way, I will find my way, make peace with the outcome and will use it as my path in life.
We only grow through all the different experiences in life, no matter if joy or pain, and over all that is what shapes us and lets us become the person we need to be, or are meant to be.

If tears could build a stairway
And memories a lane
I’d walk right up to Heaven
And bring you home again

And with all of that I know that my time will come to say goodbye to both, my grandma and my grandpa when the time is right for me. And should it be only in the summer while vacationing at home, then so be it. But I will go on, happy and with both of them in my heart cause I know, inside, that I tried to do all that is possible to try and be there for the funeral.
Although the funeral itself is not even that important to me, but just to see her one last time, as I would have been able to this coming June, is what I am really trying to do.

Unable are the loved to die. For love is immrtality.
-Emily Dickinson