Among the Living

Tea: Peach, iced.

Music: Naked Eyes, "Always Something There to Remind Me"

Time: Night.

A funeral took me out of town for the last couple of days. It was my wife's grandmother, who lived to be 90.

Hers was a full life, in measures of both joy and sorrow. (No one should have to bury one child, much less two.) And she will be missed.

It's been a rough patch, recently, for my family and friends. Lots of departures -- some sudden, some expected but no less hard to take.

But life, as they say, goes on. Here's to the full living thereof, and the memories of those gone on before.