This Friday marked one of the most difficult losses I have ever faced. Greg, my brother, died of cancer at the age of 36.
It was less than a year ago that we learned of Greg’s diagnosis and it is hard to believe that he is gone already. There will be a lot of adjustments for the Impola family in the coming year(s), most especially for my sister-in-law, Kathryn, and their children.
This journal made a decision not to document Greg’s battle because we wanted to respect his privacy (though he himself was pretty open about it). Yet it’s the mission of this journal to document and reflect the major transitions of family life, and this certainly qualifies. So it made sense to at least mark this important date.
His memorial service is next Saturday after which point I will include a eulogy and some more personal memories. For the moment, it is enough to say that we are heartbroken.