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Tonight was my Pop's celebration of life. My Granny did not want to have a funeral for him because she knew it was something he wouldn't want. It was a really beautiful affair. The food was all things he would have relished and the alcohol ran like a river, I'm sort of drunk writing this. I toasted him... It was one of the hardest things I have had to do in my life. I spoke of how he helped to make me who I am today, taught me to love the finer things in life, and taught me to ever seek knowledge. I have never lost someone who has meant so much to me. My heart feels broken. I never realized how close I was to him until now, and now he is gone. My Granny puts on a happy face and drinks martinis to ease the pain of losing the love of her life. It is sad. The house seems empty without him. I don't feel his presence here at all. I wanted to feel him here so I could say good bye but that is selfish. He isnt lingering and that is good, that means he has moved on to whatever is out there.

Now that he is gone there will be more Kent cigarettes in the world, the makers of yellow legal pads may go out of business, and (as if you wanted them) there will be more fried chicken livers for all.