Thursday, April 26, 2012

one year...

A year ago anger swelled in my body like I cannot even explain.

The cancer took my uncle’s life. I know my mom was waiting for him on the outside.

For weeks I was so ticked and honestly I still am.

He was my mom’s brother and so good to me after my dad died. He was my godfather but not out of obligation but out love for family.

As I got older it sickens me that we only had yearly conversations around the holidays.

He was the last one that had stories about my mom growing up and how they lived life in rural Michigan.

Even more important to me he was one of my war heroes.

He was drafted and the events that followed changed his life.

Rest Uncle Marty… I love you.


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