My Uncle

He's my mom's baby brother. He misses her as much today as the day she died. She was his advisor - his confidant - his listening ear. With her death I'm sure he feels he lost these things. She was protective of him - he was protective of her. There is nothing they would not have done for each other.

There is no one more loving than my uncle - there is no one more compassionate than my uncle - there is no one more good hearted than my uncle. He can be exasperating by allowing people to use him over and over again. He always wants to believe the good in every person he meets - he constantly shows faith in his fellow man. There is nothing he would not do for his friends.

So many thoughts come to mind when I think of my uncle - so many memories come to mind when I think of my uncle. All of them pleasant - all of them good. I honestly can't remember any other type of thought or memory. He's been my 2nd father - he has always been there for me - he loves me unconditionally. There is nothing he would not do for me.

He is the grandfather figure in my son's life. Always joking with him - always wanting to share ideas with him - always wanting to share memories and the past with him - always wanting to teach him in the ways a grandfather would teach his grandson. There is nothing he would not do for him.

Old age has not been kind to him. Diabetes - heart - glaucoma. He shows all the signs of someone who has aged beyond their years. There is the forgetting of things - there is the confusion. He has a difficult time walking - vanity will not allow him to use his cane or walker - he says they make him look old.

I love my uncle. He is an integral part of my life. He is an integral part of my son's life. A huge hole will exist in my life when he's gone. There is nothing in this world I would not do for him. He is my uncle.