Family after death: my thoughts on my uncle’s passing. #MentorMondays
All my cousins and their families, for the most part, live in different towns, most in different states – and this goes for both sides of my immediate family. The only and last Ohio uncle I had alive just passed away 10 days ago.
Less than five years ago he and my aunt had moved to a sunnier state. He suddenly became deathly ill and passed away. Saturday was his Ohio memorial service at the church of his childhood, where one of his brothers still attends.
Even when my uncle and aunt lived in Ohio, not long ago, they lived a far drive away and we didn’t see them very often but we still did at times. We weren’t super close, but upon hearing of his death one thing hit me hard – he was the closest uncle I had. I actually felt a stab of pain realizing he was gone. The closest uncle I had. All my other uncles are spread around the USA.
My uncle’s only child, my cousin and I talked about how important family is and how we need to make it a point to spend time together.
He gets it.
And, its something I do too. Its been on my mind for some time how I just need to find a way to make it happen. I want my boys to know their family better. To be more familiar with their family. But we are so spread out and people are busy and we have different schedules. Its going to take effort to make it happen.
I want my boys to have those memories and relationships.