Goodbye, Uncle Vernon...

I found out last Thursday afternoon that my uncle had died. He was sick for a long time, so I feel some relief to know that he is in a better place now. But, I also feel a bit of guilt for not seeing him during his sickness.

We weren’t particularly close, but I would have liked to have had the opportunity to see him before he passed. Unfortunately, messy family “issues” made that a little sticky, so I didn’t go see him.

As morbid as the subject of death is, it gives you the chance to think about life and how you want to live your life. Knowing that I didn’t see my uncle before he passed away will probably always bother me. But on the bright side, it makes me feel the need to share as much time as humanly possible with the people that I love.

Peace and love,
michelle