My wife's father, Jules, died yesterday morning. It was not unexpected or actually unwelcome- his suffering and incapacitation are now over. He was a serious man who was kind and thoughtful. His laugh, when you earned it was genuine. He wasn't perfect but he was amiable and easy to be with. I felt very lucky to be allowed into his family, and the world is diminished without him. He was 91, which is a long life by all standards but he is still missed. It's a road we all walk, and a destination for which we are all have advance reservations. Some times it feels futile, but if you have people who love you it doesn't have to be a lonely walk. Thanks Dad. I hope it wasn't difficult, that all the love outweighed the pain.
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