This deserves it's own post.
Saturday I found out that a family friend had passed away. He was ill and is in a much better place right now, but I am still deeply saddened by his passing. I am deeply saddened for his family also. He was ready and it was expected, but somehow it just doesn't seem to matter. It doesn't make it any easier. Today was the funeral so I hope that it brought some closure, but I know that there's still a long road of healing ahead and I wish his family the best.