Nothing in Safety Net

He passed shortly before eleven last night. I was alone with him. Again. Why am I always alone with them when they go?

He was a Marine. He passed at the VA. I’ve never seen them do the eight bells thing. It was hard to watch but also incredibly awesome.

And then we had to come home. And sleep in this house again.

My cousins and I were talking about legacies last night and how we hope we can be half of what he was and surrounded by loved ones when we go. I was serious, but laughed when I said, (what else can I do anymore) “At the rate I’m going, I won’t have anyone left!”