Death. Funerals. Lonliness. Tomorrow I'm going to Phoenix to attend the funeral of my aunt. My dad's sister. My dad's only sibling. I can't help thinking, that my dad is thinking, that now he's the only one left of his "growing up" family. I mean sure, he's got a wife and four kids, and I hope he knows that we are all there for him, but still... it's sort of the "end of an era". I can't help thinking that if I was the only one left of my family I would be utterly lonely.