This is what it looks like when a netflix addicted, sratastic engineer turns slightly granola. You're following my journey of getting healthy and mastering(attempting) yoga.
Thursday, December 17, 2015
I love you
Since finishing up my fifth week of finals in college, life has taken a terrible turn for the worst. After my first night back in my real bed I was woken up by my mother with startling and saddening news. My uncle was found unresponsive in bed just less than hour before I had woken up. Within another hour he was gone and with the Lord. My sister and I got to the hospital as the rest of our family trickled in and the rest was a blur. I still cannot believe that my uncle, my father's only brother, one of the two men who he grew up admiring the most, had been taken from us at 53. In the past week I've heard countless stories about his life and the adventures he had. During this tough time I've realized a few things from this. The first is that I missed the opportunity to become closer with a man that I truly would've called a second father. Due to certain circumstances I never had the chance even though we lived in the same town for my entire life. Life just gets so busy we don't have the time and chances to see and spend time with everyone that we want to. That brings me to my second realization of the week; I don't want this to ever happen again. I know that this is the inevitable, but I don't want to miss out on knowing someone that was such a blessing to so many people. He was an inspiration to those he surrounded himself with, he always did what made him happy and nothing less, and he loved like nobody else could ever love. That brings me to a third thing I've realized this week, I want a love and marriage like he had with my aunt. They never had children yet they always had a smile on their face like they were high school sweethearts. That's because they were. They never lost the spark like so many couples I see today and I just don't want to settle for anything less than what they had and still have. I feel only a smidgen better know that from thisI've realized where I've been going wrong with my life and how I want to fix it. I just only wish I could bring him back and ask for more stories about him and my dad for just a little longer and give him one last hug. Rest in Peace Uncle Lee. You will forever be missed and loved.
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