Sad day

Last week, on St Patricks Day, we lost a friend way too soon.  He was actually the father of one of our best friends. We haven't spent that much time with him, but he was one of those guys that you only had to meet once to feel like you were his oldest friend.
2 weeks ago he went into the hospital for a semi routine surgery.  Last week, he had enough and left us.  He lived in a pretty small farming town where he was very well known and very loved.  We heard the calling hours were 5 hours of non stop guests.
We got up very early Saturday morning and made the trip down south to attend the funeral with Ben and Zach.  
They talked quite a bit about family, sincerity and legacy. It made me think a lot about our family and our relationships with our kids.   We headed to the cemetery and a lunch after.  This was Bens first funeral where he understood what was happening.  He had a lot of questions and it was hard to watch him get emotional for his friend.
It was a sad morning, but I'm glad we could be there to help out our friends even just a tiny bit. I'm glad Ben got to support his friend.  I'm glad we got to say good bye and I'm grateful to walk away with a new perspective on the legacy we leave behind.