That pretty much sums it up.
My Uncle John died today. He was one of my dad’s two younger brothers.
I was at work when I found out. I was on a conference call and my mom tried to call my work line, then my cell phone, and then my sister started text messaging me so I knew it was bad, I just didn’t realize how bad.
It was completely unexpected. He’d had some heart problems in the past but as far as we all knew everything was fine now.
On Thursday Nate and I are flying to Ohio for the funeral. We were already planning on going to Ohio at the end of the month. It’s hard to think we were going to see him in a little over two weeks, and now we’re not. You just sort of take for granted that’s how it will always be.
I know it’s kind of a funny thing to think about, but I keep thinking how I hope he got our Christmas card so he knew we were looking forward to our visit this month.