Tonight my grandfather died.
On the eve of Thanksgiving, particularly, I am mindful that I should be thankful that I even knew him to begin with. In truth, the man had a signifigane influence on my life, in several ways, at many stages.
This was not unexpected, but that does not mean it was anticipated.
This was not desired, but that does not mean it was a bad thing.
This is the first domino in a long row – I hope something resembling sanity is left standing at the end of the rattling road.
I hope someday, to wear his ring.
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