I have been avoiding writing about last week. My step-grandfather passed away and I have had very mixed feelings on the subject and funeral.
The funeral was one of the strangest experiences I have had for a funeral, not that I have gone to that many. It may have been that I was removed from the emotion due to Daxen running around, it could be that I didn’t share the sense of loss that many others were feeling, not really sure, but it was strange.
My thoughts on funerals is that the families come together to support each other through the grief of loss regardless of other issues. All families have problems and funerals are neither the place or time to hash through those problems, but a time to put them aside and support each other. It is a chance to share memories, experiences and the joy of the person’s life.
I can not say that I am sad or hurt by the loss of my grandfather. He was 85 and had lived an extraordinarily full life. He had the good fortune to know two soul mates in his life and the pleasure of doing exactly what he wanted to be doing. While he had no children of his own, he treated my grandmothers children as his own, even though they were grown. He was a wonderful man.
Over the last year and a half his health had been exceedingly troublesome. He was not the type of person who wanted to be a burden on anyone, he was a very independent man who recognized his deteriorating health.
I can only hope that my life is a full as his, and that I have the opportunity to slip away as he did without being institutionalized or in pain.
While I will miss him, I am happy that he has passed still having his freedom and the ability to make his own choices in life.
The Adams-Schlag Family 