A funeral on a Monday...

Today my aunt was laid to rest. Regardless of the venom of my previous post, I loved my aunt. She help raise me. I can only hope that she is in a better place, free of all the things that caused her pain in this life.

Know that you were loved by a good man, raised a decent son, and that you had a good influence on those closest to you. Time to rest, may you be at peace.

To those who stumble upon this blog:
We never know what has been lost, until it's gone. And by the time we realize loss, it's often too late.
Never wait to tell those in your life that they matter and that they are loved. Tomorrow may be too late.

Be good to each other.