I am beginning

I am beginning to understand when old people say that all of their friends have died.  Of course I am not there yet but we received news this morning that Tom, who was on my tennis team last winter, died yesterday.  He was dealing with a blood disorder but it did not seem like it was a life threatening sickness.  I believe Tom was 71 and up until early winter he was playing tennis several times a week and was walking 3+ miles a day.  Need I say that life is short.
Another friend, Colin, has been battling cancer for some time.  There was a note last weekend that he can no longer carry on a conversation and can not talk on the phone.  He is around 65.
So life goes on but the hurt and sadness lingers.
I saw two of the kids yesterday, talked to another on the phone and received a very nice card from the fourth so it was a good day.  I am a lucky dad.
We will see John and family this Friday and also Aaron and family will be in town but don't know if we will see them.  It is great-grandpa's 100th birthday party.
As I sit and type it is dark and wet at 7:15 AM.  We are having wonderful rains.  The tiny garden is growing fast.
We will pick up Faustina and Jude at noon today and Faustina and Grandpa will do a small wood project.  She has no space in her bedroom for a bookcase.
I should add that I received a book in hand Saturday.  That means it is real.  LuLu has sent a paperback and hardcover and they will arrive Tuesday.  The Saturday book was a hardcover.
No more FP!