What a year. Back in April I laid my mother to rest. In September my 1st grandchild was born. And then tonight- I get a rather unexpected call from the home that he had passed during dinner. Now after mom left he did pretty good. However over the last month I've seen decline. Heck, I've been wondering how much time he has left. But I was thinking of the next year, not the next couple days. At least he had a chance to meet his great grandson. And we were going to take some new pictures up to hang in his room. Tomorrow. And my aunt / his sister was gonna visit him tomorrow as well. Handling my moms funeral is still pretty fresh in my mind so this one should go smoother. It's weird tho- I feel both their deaths differently. There has been bitterness and frustration associated with my mom's passing. But my dad- just hurt. I know he's no longer hurting or uncomfortable, and he's no longer in that place but I'm not ready for him to go. It just plain sucks. Thank you all for indulging me.