yesterday I found out my grandpa is refusing to eat, a couple days now, and my high-strung mother is with him flipping out . . . so I got up early, thought about how endlessly cheerful my grandpa has always been, set my mind to hold steady, and dressed for church(s), i.e. the studio and then a candle - but when I got there, I found that the yoga studio burnt to the ground yesterday, taking the entire landmark Elmwood church that housed it down to ashes