Not a Resource

We got here last night, tomorrow is Al’s service. I hate the circumstances but I love being with my whole family. It had been almost six years since I was up here and maybe fourteen years since we were all together…

The more new things I learn about Al, the more I realize what a loss it was that we were never close. Every “surprising” fact and story fits right in with what I thought I knew of him. We would have made great friends.

Albert didn’t make it through the day. All weekend, all that I could think about was how awful this must be for my three other cousins. Last weekend they laid their father to rest and next weekend they’ll be doing the same for their elder brother. I can’t begin to imagine their pain and I cry for their loss.