Thursday, February 11, 2010

Last Night

My Opa died last night at around eight. Mum was there and I'm so glad she was. We might drive up for the funeral on Wednesday.

I don't know whether I should be glad he didn't have to live longer in inability and frustration or sad that he's gone. Both, I guess. He's seen God and will never be in pain again, but it feels like it's always too soon to go.

I miss you, Opa.

1 comment:

  1. Ruthie...I'm so sorry... **hugs** May the Lord be with you.