I'm On My Way, Home Sweet Home

It's a sad fact of life that as we get older (in my case it was when I was 7 and a half) we tend to only see our extended family when someone dies. While it was nice to see some family, that in some cases I hadn't seen in over 25 years, there is still no place like home. Three days in New York for my grandfather's funeral couldn't have ended soon enough for me. I'm on my way back to you guys right now and I can't wait.

Death is one of those things that you are still too young to fully comprehend. Grandpa John lived to see his 100th birthday which is an incredible accomplishment. He lived a very full life and I think that lessened the grief that everyone was feeling. Still, it was a very emotional few days and I'm wiped out.

At the cemetery, where Grandpa John was buried with Grandma Helen (who passed way in 2001), I had a few minutes to myself walking around the cemetery grounds. It was very peaceful with the sun shining and birds chirping in the surrounding trees. My thoughts focused on my family...your mom and especially the two of you boys. You are my world, I hope you guys know that. I simply cannot imagine a life without you boys in it. I'd bet your mother would say the exact same thing. Everything that is important to me is back home with you. And as I walked through the cemetery I thanked God that I have been blessed with the three of you.

It's been a sad few days. But Daddy is coming home with a huge smile on his face.

Headline from "Home Sweet Home" by Mötley Crüe, 1985