Life, Death, and Getting Caught Up...
I don't want to post much about my grandfather. He was good man and I couldn't write anything adequate. He was the quiet calm in my father's family. Loyal, honest, and caring. Nothing meant more to him than family — and you didn't need to be related by blood to be in his family.
It has been an exhausting few weeks and a tiring year. I'm sorry that I haven't been able to keep the blogs updated.
This year, we've experienced a few difficult moments. My wife had her first-ever minor surgeries (plural, because we never do anything half-way), our little Muttly died of cancer (third cat to die of cancer in the two years we've lived here), I switched jobs, and there have been other stressors.
In the coming weeks, I'll be checking items off the to-do list and trying to return to a predictable, comfortable, schedule.