On Friday, I attended my third funeral in four months. That is damn near a funeral a month. And although I was not close to the person that passed, I feel tremendous grief for what they left behind--a loving wife and a daughter just about to be married. I still deal with the grief of my Grampa's passing everyday. It certainly is interesting how differently everyone deals with grief. But because I've been thinking about it, here are some words on the issue that are surely a lot better than mine.