Fond memories and farewells

Right now I'm sitting at work in the lab looking out at the rain. This week has been busy so far. I got rear-ended over the weekend so I've been dealing with car repairs and injuries. I'm lucky so far in that I don't think I was injured too badly and I was able to resume my work out regime last night.

Also, this past week my Great Grandpa (also my Godfather) passed away. What upset me most about his passing was that, for the longest time now my sister and I had been talking about taking my Great Grandparents out to lunch to their favorite restaurant (Arbie's). We put it off and put it off, always planning to do it, but now it's too late.

I've always been somewhat of a procrastinator, but this was a real let down. I've always been of the mindset that it's never too late, you can always figure something out, but not with something like this. Death has a certain finality about it that just doesn't budge. There is no fudge factor or elbow room; when it's your time, it's your time.

I wish I had taken the opportunity to see him more. I guess all I can do is learn from this and try to not let it happen again. But are we ever really ready to let someone go? Maybe, I don't know.

For now I'll just spend some time looking at old photos and reminiscing. There's always time later for deep thinking...at least I like to think so.