Update
I made it to Germany Sunday morning. Since Oma was sick, no one could pick me up in Frankfurt, so I hopped on a train.Unfortunately, by the time I was able to call my mom to let her know I was on my way, Oma had just died at my mom's house. I was literally only about an hour too late to see her alive.
We spent my birthday making all the funeral arrangements. My mom was the first person to wish me happy birthday. The second? One of the undertakers who had overheard someone mention my birthday when he picked Oma up Sunday night. Bizarre.
Anyway, the funeral is tomorrow, and I'll be home Saturday night.
More later.
love - g&j
We are sorry about your Oma. Call us when you get back or whenever..
Gorillas
Thanks for sharing with us. How's your mom holding up?
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