Today is my Grandpa’s funeral.

He’s my Dad’s Dad, so it’s complicated. I didn’t see him from age 12 to age 24, so I don’t feel like I knew him all that well, but I’m still getting hit with all this grief.

I couldn’t sleep anymore, so I got up at 5 and showered. Now I am staring down a breakfast I don’t think I can eat.

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