Well. This weekend hasn't exactly turned out the way I thought it would. Hoped it would. This morning, a few months after his diagnosis of stage 4 Cancer, my dad passed away. This was the first time I'd actually cried in quite a long while. And it already feels strange. The tears are stopped for now but just thinking about all the things we won't do. All the things we used to do. Seeing my grandmother, his mom, break down was heart breaking. He passed not long after we got there today. Feels like he was holding on until we got there. It was me, my grandparents, mom, and some relatives. As of now there are things to plan for and focus on. But it's still hard. Not really sure what else to say other than that. We knew this was coming for a while and it gave us time to plan, but all the time in the world doesn't really prepare you for this sort of thing. I guess the only thing left to say is to treasure your loved ones while you have them.