This is one of those days.
It’s my grandfather’s 86th birthday, which is bittersweet because he has recently been diagnosed with liver cancer. To add to that, my uncle’s best friend (George, not to be mistaken with my father, by the way) for the past 50 or so years just passed away this morning after his battle with liver cancer.
Nasty, nasty stuff.
Unfortunately, our family, having been close to George for so long, is in no mood to celebrate the fact that we still have my grandfather.
Just have to wonder sometimes.
So, the first of the two expected funerals I mentioned in this post has come to our door. Not unexpected, and not a bad thing (George was not in good shape from all the reports I’ve heard), but it is difficult to see the generations before having to deal with the loss.
Either way, I’m happy to see my grandfather still pushing forward after everything he’s been through. I really wouldn’t have expected him to still be here, but he is…