Yesterday, I lost my Grandfather.  He passed away after it was discovered last week that he had an advanced case of prostate cancer.  I wish I could be in Costa Rica for the funeral, but I am stuck in Boston for a few more days.  Had the funeral been planned for the weekend, I might have been able to make it.  But apparently there is a quick turnaround on these sort of things in Costa Rica, and the funeral is today.

I wish I could be therefor my Father.  He left last Thrusday to Costa Rica after my Grandfather’s condition worsened.  I’m glad he had a chance to say goodbye.  I know if I were in his shoes, I would have wanted that opportunity.  I know he’s hurting because of this. My Father is a stong man, but the heart can only take so much.

I never knew my Grandfather as well as I would have liked.  The physical distance between us was one reason.  The language barrier was the other.  I will always regret that, but it wasn’t anything I could do much about.  Or was there?  Of course now I can second guess just about everything I did or didn’t do.  And I am.

At this point I’m looking to just get back home and be with family.  This trip can’t end soon enough.  But one thing my Father has instilled in me is that you can’t back out of a commitment.  Which is what his Father taught him.  So while it would be understandable to call my boss and tell her that I have to leave, it wouldn’t be what they would want.  So I’ll stick around.  With a heavy heart.

-Dave Q.

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