Many Shades of Black

Have you ever just known that someone was going to die?

Yes, I know. People all die at sometime.

But I mean, have you ever known they were going to die soon?

Tomorrow.

Maybe even today.

Right now.

Because today.

Fifteen minutes-ish ago.

My great grandfather died.

And while I wasn't the closet with him,

I'm still crying.

Part of me is crying for my family.

For what those closer to him must be feeling.

Part of me is crying because,

Well goodness, he died.

He was funny and nice, and a world war 2 vet.

He flew planes.

He was swell.

And now he's gone?

What kind of cruel temptress is fate?

Is he truly somewhere better?

Death.

The Afterlife.

My two biggest fears.

I am being confronted.

And dear god,

I certainly hope he's somewhere better

Or nowhere at all.