This has been a tough year. 2015 is finding a way to be worse than 2014 from the beginning. Last month my mother died and we weren’t expecting it. On Tuesday my last grandparent, my grandfather, also went to be with the Lord, but this time it was expected. He 96 years old and suffering from Dementia and a stroke. Still, I didn’t any clutter clearing done this week and as I write this the comic still isn’t done. It’s easier since it was expected and it wasn’t something he’d make a recovery from. Still, It would be nice to not have someone I care about pass at least for the rest of the year.

I hope to be back to things next week, since expecting it made things easier. Not easy, just easier. I just hope this is the last loved one we have to bury for longer than awhile.