So All Saint's Day has come again this year and as every year I went to the cemetery with my brother to light candles in remembrance of relatives and family who are no longer with us. I'd be lying if I said these last 3 years have been easy. I lost my great grandfather in 2020 and this year I lost my grandfather in September. My grandfather passing away was weird for me. I'd been warned in advance as he went into hospital and when I got the news he had passed I just kinda felt numb. I didn't cry and it just felt weird. I hadn't had any opportunity to see him since 2020 and I am very sad that I didn't get a chance to see him more recently. I really did love him, he was kind and funny and just always lit up any room he was in. The emotions hit me later when I was at his funeral. And while I personally don't hold any religious beliefs I do hope that he and great grandpa get to rest peacefully and can look after each other in whatever afterlife might be out there. I at the very least hope that they can see the lights we left today to remember them