Today marks 3 years now that my Uncle Greg has been gone. As sad as I am Im going to remember everything good instead of the way I felt when we lost this amazing man. I could always vent to him, tell him anything without judgement or fear of him telling anyone anything. I still remember the day I drove my Aunt Jan and him down to DC to meet their granddaughter Deliliah. The look in his eyes when he held her, he died a happy and beyond loved man. And he passed knowing that he raised two amazing sons who I see a little of him in every day. On the way back home that night, I got to see the healthy, smartass, happy, jokester that he always was. Id give anything for him to be able to see his beautiful granddaughter today, how much shes grown, how much I see of him in her, how happy she always is, how happy my aunt is when shes with the little bean, she brightened a lot of lives during a time that all seemed dark. I lived with my aunt and uncle for a short time in high school, Ive always seen them as second parents. I know Im not perfect and Ive made choices that others dont agree with but I hope hed be proud of who I am today. I have him to thank for a lot of the person I am today. Greg Smith will always be remembered and cherished by everyone that had the chance to meet him even just once. I miss him so much, but I know hes somewhere watching over me calling me Kara Selene and telling me to get my shit together lol. I love you Uncle Greg ❤️ and everything is gonna be alright…
Posted on: Sun, 05 Oct 2014 11:23:54 +0000
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