So I got some sad news today. My Opa passed away last night in his sleep. He's been battling bladder cancer since before Lillian was born and that's why we went to visit him again in November. I'm really glad we went again and that he got to meet Lillian and see her twice. He was a strong and proud man and at the end he was losing the ability to do things for himself, and that was something he always dreaded. He died at home, in his sleep, surrounded by the love his wife, son and daughter-in-law. He oldest son had visited him in September and his granddaughter, grandson-in-law, and great granddaughter were by his side in November. He never had to go into a hospital since my uncle is a nurse and could care for him at home. I'm thankful he is no longer in pain, but he will be missed dearly.