Unfortunately, there’s something uncomfortable at the center of this piece, and I’d like to start by dealing with it, so no one feels weird while reading: My grandfather died last November. He was a spectacular human being, but he was also 94.5 years old and in rapidly declining health, so while we all miss him, we also know it was time and that his quality of life was not going to amount to much. That doesn’t mean it’s nice or fun or that I’m not sad, but it does make it a little more tolerable.
I Embalm the Grandparents
I Embalm the Grandparents
I Embalm the Grandparents
Unfortunately, there’s something uncomfortable at the center of this piece, and I’d like to start by dealing with it, so no one feels weird while reading: My grandfather died last November. He was a spectacular human being, but he was also 94.5 years old and in rapidly declining health, so while we all miss him, we also know it was time and that his quality of life was not going to amount to much. That doesn’t mean it’s nice or fun or that I’m not sad, but it does make it a little more tolerable.