Ryan's step-grandfather Charlie passed away today. He was 89. I never had a granddad, and he was the closest I came. I loved him quite a bit.
Ryan is in Oregon and I can't hold him. His grandmother, Jean, is in Los Altos, and I can't comfort her. We'll all see each other this week, but for now, when the pain is freshest and the most raw, I'm alone.
Thank you Animal, for making me giggle. I needed that.
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