Dad passed the 27th of last month, and I've still not had my chance to just sit still. Luckily we were all together, including my aunt, his sister who was here in town. Grandma, and Mom are now in Olympia, and so is my sister. I don't really know what else to say, other than I'm glad his struggle is over.
With Dad and Grandpa gone, they must have really needed a bridge and roads in the big place in the sky, I am not a Godly man, but I believe there is something after this world. And it is a better place. Both Dad and Grandpa were civil engineers and built roadways, including many major interchanges where I grew up and in the Seattle area and for that matter across the state. I like to think those two are up there arguing over the structural needs of a bridge over the river of life. And Grandpa is out fishing everyone. It's been a hard month, and today is one of my hard days, but life shall go on. I miss them both. I've been driving Dad's truck, that I am about to receive from my Mother, and I have been driving Grandpa's truck the last 5 years since he passed, and I still own my first truck. It's kind of fun to look out the window and see the three generations of trucks out there, and remind me of them.
End of my blabbering, hope everyone else is doing well!
Your not blabbering your just getting stuff off your chest ever since I found out that I had cancer I don't hold nothing back holding stuff in will put a heavy weight on the mind