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Bonnie707
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I went through a really tough time in 2009/2010. I was very close with my grandmother and uncle. Both of them passed within 6 months of each other. My grandma was 89 so she lived a long and happy life. It was tough but I could take comfort that she lived a full life and was now with her Savior. But my uncle's death really hit me hard. He died a painful death at a young age from cancer.
I was at my grandma's bedside when she passed. I feel guilty about my uncle's death. I was in California working for the Navy when he died. I'll admit I was ignorant, but I didn't realize how quickly he was fading away. I had just talked with him on the phone two days before his death and my mom didn't tell me how bad he was. Then one morning I got a call from my family telling me my uncle died. I never felt so alone in my life being 2,000 miles away from my family and being told I'll never see one of my favorite people again in this lifetime. It never occuried to me that he would pass so soon. I thought I'd return after my college internship and get to spend more time with him but that never happened.
Not to be disrespectful to my own father, but my uncle was type of a father-figure to me. My dad works hard to support his family and is a successful businessman. But at the same time he is very angry and verbally abusive. I'll admit when I was a child I would often try to avoid him because he freightened me. In fact he still frieightens me... I didn't spend much time with him growing up. I probably spent more time with my uncle. I'm an outdoorsy girl. It was my uncle that taught me how to hunt, fish and kayak. We spent quite a bit of time doing such activities together.
Sometimes I just get really sad thinking about my grandma and uncle and that the fact I can't physically see them anymore. They used to live together and I would go over to their house several times a week to visit and for weekly dinners. Then within six months that all was taken away.
I pray to the Lord about my family in Heaven. It's comforting to know they're with Him but my heart still aches for them and I miss them very much.
Thank you for your thoughts.
I was at my grandma's bedside when she passed. I feel guilty about my uncle's death. I was in California working for the Navy when he died. I'll admit I was ignorant, but I didn't realize how quickly he was fading away. I had just talked with him on the phone two days before his death and my mom didn't tell me how bad he was. Then one morning I got a call from my family telling me my uncle died. I never felt so alone in my life being 2,000 miles away from my family and being told I'll never see one of my favorite people again in this lifetime. It never occuried to me that he would pass so soon. I thought I'd return after my college internship and get to spend more time with him but that never happened.
Not to be disrespectful to my own father, but my uncle was type of a father-figure to me. My dad works hard to support his family and is a successful businessman. But at the same time he is very angry and verbally abusive. I'll admit when I was a child I would often try to avoid him because he freightened me. In fact he still frieightens me... I didn't spend much time with him growing up. I probably spent more time with my uncle. I'm an outdoorsy girl. It was my uncle that taught me how to hunt, fish and kayak. We spent quite a bit of time doing such activities together.
Sometimes I just get really sad thinking about my grandma and uncle and that the fact I can't physically see them anymore. They used to live together and I would go over to their house several times a week to visit and for weekly dinners. Then within six months that all was taken away.
I pray to the Lord about my family in Heaven. It's comforting to know they're with Him but my heart still aches for them and I miss them very much.
Thank you for your thoughts.
