Injustice

Injustice Injustice comes in many forms. Some are blatantly obvious. Others, well others are somewhat subtle. They approach with the caution of a cat stalking a bird, waiting for the exact moment when all else around but the two fade into obscurity. Precisely at this moment, when all is right with the world for one, all is lost for the same. As I sat alone on the edge of the pew, I realized I wasn?…

…was to be done to everyone who attended the funeral. My grandfather was a great man and meant a great deal to many people. Without even realizing it, my family had taken away everyone?s chance to say goodbye. Face to face. This may not go down in history as one of the grave injustices of the world, but to me it was. I missed my chance to tell him what he meant to me.