So. Very. Tired.
Dec. 21st, 2007 04:43 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
luvxanderWhen did they invent whatever it is they use to make three days seem like just one long, endless, fucktastic day?
In order to get everyone who doesn't know, which is probably most of you since I'm horrible about updating:
On Tuesday, we found out my Uncle Luke, my Mom's only brother, was in the hospital. In ICU, critical condition. Wednesday morning, we got the call that he was gone. I just got home from taking my Mom up to meet with my Aunt Mary, their cousin, and Aunt M's two daughters so she can ride with them down to Florida for the funeral.
I don't really remember much about him. If I try really hard, I can pull up flashes of his face, laughing and smiling. He was always happy. The last time I saw him, we went on a walk together. His doctor had recently told him that he needed more exercise and he said we should go together so he wouldn't get bored and cheat.
We didn't really talk about much at all. He asked me about what was going on in my life and I babbled on endlessly about work and all the not so important details that seemed so big at the time. He told me a little about what was going on with him. But there was so much that I didn't get to say to him, that I didn't even think to say.
I should have told him how much I loved him. How grateful I was for him being there after my dad died.
I hope he had some idea of what an influence he was on my life. He will be greatly missed.
In order to get everyone who doesn't know, which is probably most of you since I'm horrible about updating:
On Tuesday, we found out my Uncle Luke, my Mom's only brother, was in the hospital. In ICU, critical condition. Wednesday morning, we got the call that he was gone. I just got home from taking my Mom up to meet with my Aunt Mary, their cousin, and Aunt M's two daughters so she can ride with them down to Florida for the funeral.
I don't really remember much about him. If I try really hard, I can pull up flashes of his face, laughing and smiling. He was always happy. The last time I saw him, we went on a walk together. His doctor had recently told him that he needed more exercise and he said we should go together so he wouldn't get bored and cheat.
We didn't really talk about much at all. He asked me about what was going on in my life and I babbled on endlessly about work and all the not so important details that seemed so big at the time. He told me a little about what was going on with him. But there was so much that I didn't get to say to him, that I didn't even think to say.
I should have told him how much I loved him. How grateful I was for him being there after my dad died.
I hope he had some idea of what an influence he was on my life. He will be greatly missed.
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Date: 2007-12-21 12:09 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-12-21 01:01 pm (UTC):hugs: I'm sorry for your loss. And I'm sure he knew...
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Date: 2007-12-21 01:51 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2007-12-21 04:32 pm (UTC)He sounds like a wonderful man. I'm sure he knew how much you loved him.
::hugs::
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Date: 2007-12-21 04:51 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-12-21 06:55 pm (UTC)I'm sorry.
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Date: 2007-12-21 07:13 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-12-22 01:33 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2007-12-22 04:27 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-12-26 02:49 pm (UTC)::Hugs::