The Day of Grandpa's Visitation

I'm sad for me today.  And for my son never knowing his great-grandfather.  And for the rest of my family.  I'm not sad for my grandfather.  I do believe he's in a better place.  And that he had an amazing, long life that he lived the way he wanted to up until almost the very end.  He was so strong and determined and fiercely independent and I'm glad for him that the end came when it did and not a minute later because the man I remember would not have wanted to live the way things were at the end any longer.  So I can celebrate his life.  But I am sad for the rest of us.