As some of you may have heard, my dad's dad passed away this past Sunday. He went peacefully in his sleep after heart surgery from which he never quite recovered.
"Pop," as Nana and I knew him, officiated our wedding. He was one of the funniest guys around, always ready to chuckle at his and others' foibles with an affectionate smile. We're going to miss him.
Now, I'm not about to complain about the life we lead over here. We chose this life, we love our jobs, and we have new adventures every time we go out the door. But at times like these, it's really hard to be so far from home.
All my love to Pop's friends and family back home, and readers: please keep us in your thoughts and prayers.