Now thank goodness I have not lost my Pa (my mom's Dad). He is the funniest, sweetest, most caring man I have ever known, and I would miss his hugs and his smiles dearly. He had a heart attack the other night, but luckily, he is still alive. I have only lost one family member in my entire life, my great grandmother, who was getting up in her years when she passed of old age and some illness. That was maybe 4 years ago, but it was at least slightly expected.
I don't know how to deal with grief. People who have been long time family friends, or even just a member of our church, have passed away and I've cried my heart out for them. I wonder how I would react if someone actually close to me died. I understand that as I get older, they also get older. The more days we live brings more chances for us to die, although that is a rather pessimistic way to look at it, it is also a realistic view.
I love my Pa. I thank God that he is alright. I love my family. Lord please let me spend a few more years with them, to appreciate the time I have with them before they're gone, or I'm gone.