So, a month after my Uncle Dennis dies, his daughter is getting married. Seems like I just got back from the funeral in Detroit and now I'm hitting the road again to see my cousin Kirsten get married. And I am in the wedding party. Time to be happy! Woo-hoo!

I was born in Ann Arbor, so these trips feel like I am returning home. The wedding is actually in East Lansing, which I haven't seen since I was a little kid. So the familiarity will be more the people than the place. So things will be strange, but familiar, which will be strange.