A Leg Grows in C Minor

Yes, I'm back. I've had a pretty rough couple of weeks, but I'm starting to get my life back on track. As someone said in the MTC show I attended right before I went home: "worst spring break ever ." *Disclamer: The following is about the events leading up to and following the death of my grandpa, and I feel like it'll help me to write about it, so if you don't want to read it just skip the next 6 paragraphs. The night I got home (around midnight) my mom woke up and came downstairs to tell me that my grandfather had gone back to the hospital again, this time he wasn't going to make it past the week. She started crying, which she'd never done around me before, so I just said "oh mom it'll be okay" and hugged her. Apparently the cancer had spread to his lungs and they are slowly filling with some kind of liquid he can't get rid of, so he had to be brought to the hospital so they could give him some help with the oxygen. ...