Pow wow.

I met with my sons Brandon and Taylor this evening to discuss a number of serious issues, including current health status, estate planning, and missed opportunities for earlier diagnosis. Heavy stuff.

At about the midpoint of this discussion, the power went out in my neighborhood due to high winds. So we were forced to continue by candlelight. As I lit a solitary candle to provide a little light in an otherwise pitch black house, my younger son Taylor had the line of the day:

“Jeez, could this get any more depressing?”

We couldn’t stop laughing.