163/365: At the funeral service of my step-grandfather.
Late last week, my step-grandfather Heiner died.
He had needed constant home-care for many years, but it suddenly got worse the week before that. And then everything went pretty quickly.
He was eighty years old.
I’m very glad, me and the rest of the family all went down to Freiburg last March to celebrate his 80th birthday with him. He and my step-grandmother (my father’s biological parents both died when he was little) were visibly touched that we all came. Because before that I haven’t seen them in eight years.
Rest in peace, Heiner!