Another one, just great...
My uncle on my step father's side has just died. Or rather a few hours earlier. I feel no emotional attachments to mu Uncle Rasha due to the fact that I don't know him very well. Or that I've already been through it.
My half brother and sister are taking it rough. They loved him and grew up around him, just as Jesiah and myself grew up with our Uncle Bob. I'm at the moment now contemplating on feeling remorse or actually anything.
Regardless the man was kind, gentle. I believe he even had a son if I'm remembering the right uncle. He lived a grand life and no one could ask for anything more. Tonight I sneak a beer out to drink for him. At least he was already gone before the brain tumor actually destroyed his brain.
Here's to you, Rasha. See you at the funeral with familiar feelings.
Hashmal the Proud Community Member 
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