Foodie Chickie

The funny thing about life is even though you know something is coming, something you don't want to happen there is still hope left that there could be a miracle. I wouldn't necessarily say one would be lying to themselves. But you go about your business thinking to yourself "Everything will be Ok". That was how most of the weekend was. We went about our business enjoying having friends in town. But in the back of our minds we were waiting. It was Kelvin's 30th birthday celebration. Niel has known Kelvin since Kelvin was in 3rd grade. They became friends with him through Niel's brother. Another good friend from their neighborhood who I mentioned before Dave also came to town. Niel enjoyed seeing Kelvin and Shawnda on Friday night. And hanging out with them, his brother and Dave on Saturday for lunch; as well as later in the evening at Kelvin's birthday bash. Kelvin had a co birthday bash with a fraternity brother Tommy. They held it at a neat bar in Brooklyn. Nearby our house. We live on the border of Brooklyn. My brother and his girlfriend Christine came as well. It was nice to see them. They brought us Incense. The bar had a photo booth, a nice ladies room, a makeshift mini golf in the back, a juke box, cool fixtures, cool seating and ambiance. We had a good time taking pictures, picking songs, running next door to the Chinese fast food place and getting some food, and taking pics in the photo booth. We called it a night when the crowd got too big. A few hours after we got home we got the dreaded call, Niel's grandfather had passed away. Such a mixture of emotions. Sadness that such an important person in Niel's life is now gone. But also relief that he is not suffering any longer. It's hard to let go. Even though in many ways Niel said good bye to his grandfather when he first succumbed to alzheimers many years ago visiting and seeing the man you physically recognized you couldn't really grieve. Sometimes the grandfather Niel knew would be there for a few moments but for the most part not. We drove up Sunday to help his family collect his things from his room at the home. Tomorrow is the wake. It's been a long hard road for my inlaws.