Saturday morning, Adrian's grandmother Nell passed from this life. She had been struggling with cancer for about six months.
I've been thinking about how many people Adrian and I have lost from our family in the past two years: my uncle Mark, Adrian's great-grandmother Annie, my grandmother Birchie, and now his grandmother. While I have mourned their deaths and removal from my life, I am more saddened by the fact that Alastair won't be able to enjoy the presence of these family members as he grows up. It's more upsetting to think of the loved ones Adrian and I knew that Alastair will never know and never remember.
Dammit. People need to stop f*ing dying in my family. Enough with the death already.