This weekend we said goodbye to Ben. It was my first funeral, and was a surprisingly helpful experience. The service wasn’t personally that helpful, but seeing his photos and being with friends and family really made the loss real. I’m not sure I share the same sentiments as everyone, but as far as death goes, it wasn’t as difficult as it could have been. The reason it wasn’t that difficult was because of Ben himself. He lived well, he lived full, and he lived without damaging our souring his relationships. He didn’t leave a tangle of problems, and he certainly didn’t leave with a bundle of regrets.