Wow - today is a rest day, which is exactly what I've been doing - my body is exhausted from yesterdays adventures. There is no point talking about the training today. Today I want to talk about my Great-Uncle Tom. I just had a phone call about a half an hour ago to let me know that he had passed away. He had his colon removed recently, and then had to go in for surgery again because he was having complications. He was a great ole guy. He was the quietest man I knew - partially because he wore a hearing aid, but also because Aunt Toots does all the talking. They were the perfect little couple! She is bubbly and full of life, and he was down to earth and sensible. I remember the last time we saw each other at our family reunion they told me the story of how when they first married he told her that he would furnish the first place, and from then on in if she wanted to make changes it was up to her. It was so perfect! :) They had separate accounts, and each did what they wanted so there were never any fiscal fights. It was a great lesson I learned.
I have been asked to be a pall bearer at his service on Saturday. It will be a military funeral, and I am honestly so scared. I want to represent this man well, and because I am so short I am so worried about carrying my weight. I'm sure it will be fine, but I am really nervous. But more so I am nervous about Aunt Toots. She has all sorts of family there, but they were like bread and butter. I hope she's ok, and I can't wait to give her a long hug.
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