Has it really only been a week...

Today, I posted up a drawing I did on Sunday of my Dad for his viewing.  He died one week ago, around 9:30am.  It's been pretty rough for those of us he left behind, but he passed away peacefully in his sleep, which is how he wanted to go.  We'd been through the slow route, with two Grandfathers and an Uncle who passed due to cancer, and my Grandmother's slow decline with liver problems.  Time has gone by so fast at times, and dragged on at others.  I felt bad for ducking out on my relatives for a few hours to do this piece, but I wanted to get it done before he was cremated.  The print out I did for the funeral I sent home with my Uncle.  He was the middle child of three brothers, and the last one still with us.  The day after the viewing, my Uncle, three cousins, and one of their sons (Not sure if that's cousin once removed or nephew.  He calls me Uncle Awesome because he gets to play video games when he's down.) all went out to play a round of golf in Dad's honor, but it had been so long since I played combined with how little sleep I'd gotten since he passed that the less said about my score the better.
I urge anyone reading this, take some time and go see or visit with your loved ones.  You never know when the unthinkable will happen.  Cherish those times with them, and celebrate their life.  There's no way to ever be ready to lose them, but never take for granted a chance to tell them how much you love them.