Death as a Celebration of Life

I wanted to write something meaningful about the passing of my Paternal Grandfather; however, words seemed to escape me. Every. Single. Time.

What could I say about the passing of a loved one that hasn’t already been said? Nothing, really. Death is one of those things that gets written about time and time again.

As I don’t have much to say, I’ll try to keep this short.

I got an e-mail from my Uncle the other day telling me that family had a Celebration of Life for my Paternal Grandfather.

A Celebration of Life.

A lovely idea. And a great way to remember someone.

2 thoughts on “Death as a Celebration of Life

  1. Lignum Draco says:

    Sorry to hear the news, but it’s good that you and your father made the trip to see him when you did.

    Just felt the need to say that, as I’ve had a bit of help from a Social Worker recently regarding my mother, so it’s good to give back.


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