Love

My great uncle died.

He came to our house every year for several years.

We are close with his kids and grandkids.

Reading his obituary made me cry.

Although it may mean nothing to you...

It means something to me.

It makes me wonder if he personally will check up on me now...

if he will whisper for me to help others when I have a chance...

if he has more important work now and how much his wife will miss him...

it makes me think of when I am old and gray...

the love and bonds that will be established then...

the eternal blessings and family that will be around me...

for now I will count my blessings and be glad I knew him.

View his obituary here.

Condolences to all of our family no matter how extended they are.