They come in threes...

Ever heard that phrase? Well, I'm a believer. Hasn't been a grand bit of time. Busy as heck at work, too much going on, and everyone in a hizzy about us being sold off (with no known buyer yet.). Always a great situation. Not enough fun lately, but some.

So now, about the "threes" comment. They say bad things come in threes. Three bad things, all in succession, all within a close proximity of time. What definition of close is, I'm not sure, but I believe there's quite a bit of play in there. So, I'm in the midst of my threes. :-( I have 2 down now. Now the anxiety of the third. My three, you ask?
1) Puppy dog Kali is sick with cancer, could pass away any day as far as we know. :-(
2) just happened yesterday, my grandfather passed away. off to his funeral today for the weekend.
3) just awaiting to pop up, and ruin another day.

My grandfather was a wonderful man. He ran one of the largest dairy farms in upstate NY for many years. Had 8 children, my mother being the oldest. Such an amazing family, hard workers, and all down to earth people who have not let anything go to their heads, despite a few of them becoming extremely successful. He lost his wife of 65 years a few years ago, and had to be ripped off his farm and working it when he was still 84 years old. :-) Now that's dedication and passion for your life. He will be sorely missed, but we will always remember him for the strong man he was, and the loving father and grandfather. Thanks, Grandpa, for helping make me who I am today.

May everyone enjoy those who are around them today, especially the family that you love.