Its amazing the range of emotions you can go through in the span of a day. The shock of someone dying suddenly begins a flow of thoughts and emotions that weighs you down to a lethargic lump.
Terry's dad has battled cancer for 2 years and won. He spent months on chemo... more months recovering from body sores and aching muscles.. He came through the other side, after chemo .... cancer free but with damaged lungs. He worked on exercise to get some strength back and improve his lungs... he struggled to eat.. and struggled with emotions..... and sore joints.
And then he died of a heart attack... In the blink of a eye.
We all feel that he never really won the battle with his cancer... the struggle took bits of him every day.. and its my personal belief that his poor heart could not keep all the parts running for him.
My dearest Frank... my daughters very first and very funny grandfather... we have so many fun memories of you... thank you for all of them.