My uncle passed away yesterday. I took it much harder than I thought I would, and by that I dont usually feel unresolve with death. And I dont know what I feel exactly because its conflicting with my emotion and my perspective. I feel angry which is very surprising to me. And I wonder if thats because how he passed after so much recovery when the odds were stacked against him yet he beat them. He fell off his bed in a rehabilitation hospital after recovering from a frontal lobe aneurysm. He started in life support without any hope from the doctors, to regaining use of his limbs and speech and memories... So for him to fall off the bed, it makes me feel unresolved and angry I believe. He lived with my parents when I was a child and my favorite memory of him was me arguing with him about boobs. Haha. I told him boobs were gross and he told me no, and one day I would agree hahah. Well here is to him and his wise words of wisdom, as I agree now! This might seem silly to many, but for me he was not just an uncle but someone I could talk to as a boy curious about becoming a man. He was wise in how he spoke to me while still straight forward. He was one of my fathers youngest brothers of six, a fraternal twin and a father.
Posted on: Tue, 18 Nov 2014 01:25:20 +0000
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