For once, I was able to say my goodbyes and not feel like the person was shorted on life!
We buried my Grandfather today. We was 92 and lived a great life. Served in WWII, married for 70 years and fathered an awesome family.
It was a weekend of celebration rather than a weekend of mourning. My Grandmother (90 next week) will miss his company but she has a strong support of friends and family to share her final years with.
He was an amazing man who lived a humble and admirable life. I was very close to him and barely knew about his years in the service. He never spoke about those years but was only interested in us.
Anyway, I can only hope I live as long and as happy as he has. He died peacefully with his friends and family at his side. May he rest in peace.