It has been a crazy few weeks around our house. Last weekend I spent up north visiting my uncle in the hospital. He was diagnosed with terminal cancer and sadly will not be with us much longer : (. Cancer is something that you know is out there and effecting people every day, but this is the first time that it has really hit close to home and has had such an impact on me directly.
I have a lot of uncles (some by blood, some by marriage) but my uncle Paul is the one I had the strogest relationship with. I remember Sunday dinners at my aunt and uncles house. Always plenty of food and dessert, the table just full of family. Whenever I would sit next to my uncle Paul I would get the gentle squeeze of his hand during grace.
He is the type of person who has an extremely hearty laugh.. you know the kind that comes directly from the gut? ya that is the infectious laugh he had and I will never forget it.
Seeing my uncle laying in the hospital bed, so helpless was just heart breaking. I visited him a few times and just sat and held his hand, stroked his arm and cried. My last memory of him will be kissing him on the forehead, giving him a gentle hug while I said my good-byes and feeling his hand touch my back..
I love you uncle Paul <3