The picture is too good not to post...

Shannon got my dad an electric nose trimmer for Christmas/Hannakuh/Holidays. Since his motor skills were a little loosy goosy, I had to assist him.

This reminds me of another time when he required assistance (applying sunscreen in Hawaii), although it was out of pure laziness. Look at that full head of hair! Well not that full.

Myers Briggs

Merry Christmas! Happy Hannakuh! Happy Holidays!

It definitely doesn't feel the same as usual. I guess that is to be expected. There is a certain joy that it missing that usually fills our house during this time of year.

Only a couple of times did I think "is this going to be his last Christmas". But, quickly, I realized that I could be saying that about any event; hell, it could be my last Christmas!

While it wasn't the same as usual and even though there was some tension in the house, there is still plenty of love.

Just give us cookies.....

Gonna vent here. I apologize in advance.

Nobody has any idea what any of us are going through. I hear people say "I can sympathize with you, my grandpa had _______". But you can't sympathize.

Everybody deals with these life events differently. Yes, several people experience fits of optimism, denial, anger, but its not the same.

I don't know what I am experiencing. I may not know for days, months or years. Even though it seems comforting to say something like that, I'm telling you right here, it's not very comforting. Hell, before this experience that is something I would probably say to someone in my position, but no more.

Instead, send my dad and my family good vibes, prayers, cookies, cards, or chicken supreme (shout out to Jeanine Erickson).