Long Weekend was Long
Jul. 12th, 2011 10:15 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mercy_angel_09I went up to Wenatchee this weekend to spread my grandmother's ashes. My husband and I drove up Saturday afternoon, pulling into Wenatchee at just after two-thirty. After checking into the hotel and grabbing a snack, we headed over to my uncle Randy's place for a BBQ and to visit with some of the family that wasn't going up to Stehekin with us.
At seven the next morning, everyone who was departing from Wenatchee did so, driving the 45 minutes or so to Chelan where we boarded The Lady Express to get up to Stehekin. There was one stop off at Field's Point, but otherwise it was more or less a straight shot from Chelan to Stehekin, a trip of roughly 55 miles. And by the way, the only way to get to Stehekin is to hike, take a float plane, or take a boat.
Once we arrived to Stehekin, we took a bus to an outdoor chapel that Grandma and Grandpa had built, and was where we had spread Grandpa's ashes after he had passed four years ago. Everyone in the family helped spread Grandma's ashes around the chapel before going up to the Stehekin bakery. Most of us walked, with the exception of a couple of my cousins and two of my uncles (though one of my cousins had an excuse, as he had undergone knee surgery a few days prior and wasn't moving around real well).
Once we were done at the bakery, we took the bus back down to Stehekin proper and poked around the main lodge and visitor center for forty-five minutes before boarding the Lady of the Lake II for the four hour trip back to Chelan. We arrived back in Chelan proper at roughly six, before driving back to the hotel for a quick change and then going out for dinner.
Anyway, after dinner I started feeling dizzy (we were still at the restaurant) so my husband and I headed back to the hotel where I took a shower and then crashed, sleeping better than I did the night before, but not by much. The next morning I still wasn't feeling real well, so my husband and I got the hell out of Dodge fairly early, getting home before noon, where I spent the rest of the day sitting on the couch watching TV and trying not to be sick.
Today I'm feeling better. Better rested and less queasy, but I don't want to rush things so I'm going to take it relatively easy today. So far I'm doing laundry - washing sheets and towels - and I'm not planning on doing anything super strenuous. I might clean the bathroom, depending on how I'm feeling this afternoon.
All in all I'm doing okay. I've come to terms with my grandmother's death and finally feeling some closure. I think I needed this weekend to do that.
At seven the next morning, everyone who was departing from Wenatchee did so, driving the 45 minutes or so to Chelan where we boarded The Lady Express to get up to Stehekin. There was one stop off at Field's Point, but otherwise it was more or less a straight shot from Chelan to Stehekin, a trip of roughly 55 miles. And by the way, the only way to get to Stehekin is to hike, take a float plane, or take a boat.
Once we arrived to Stehekin, we took a bus to an outdoor chapel that Grandma and Grandpa had built, and was where we had spread Grandpa's ashes after he had passed four years ago. Everyone in the family helped spread Grandma's ashes around the chapel before going up to the Stehekin bakery. Most of us walked, with the exception of a couple of my cousins and two of my uncles (though one of my cousins had an excuse, as he had undergone knee surgery a few days prior and wasn't moving around real well).
Once we were done at the bakery, we took the bus back down to Stehekin proper and poked around the main lodge and visitor center for forty-five minutes before boarding the Lady of the Lake II for the four hour trip back to Chelan. We arrived back in Chelan proper at roughly six, before driving back to the hotel for a quick change and then going out for dinner.
Anyway, after dinner I started feeling dizzy (we were still at the restaurant) so my husband and I headed back to the hotel where I took a shower and then crashed, sleeping better than I did the night before, but not by much. The next morning I still wasn't feeling real well, so my husband and I got the hell out of Dodge fairly early, getting home before noon, where I spent the rest of the day sitting on the couch watching TV and trying not to be sick.
Today I'm feeling better. Better rested and less queasy, but I don't want to rush things so I'm going to take it relatively easy today. So far I'm doing laundry - washing sheets and towels - and I'm not planning on doing anything super strenuous. I might clean the bathroom, depending on how I'm feeling this afternoon.
All in all I'm doing okay. I've come to terms with my grandmother's death and finally feeling some closure. I think I needed this weekend to do that.
