Tuesday, May 15, 2012

My Uncle

When we lived in the States, we often went to weddings, graduations, funerals and other important events of not only our family, but many friends as well.  We knew we could not continue to attend everything for everyone after moving to Honduras.  Most of the time, I am ok with that.  But sometimes, I just want to be with my family.

Last week, my uncle died.  My dad's last brother.  It is sad when a family member dies, but when the last in a generation dies, it is sadder, at least to me.    Oh how I wished I was in Borger yesterday.  My sister and all of my cousins were there, and some of their kids.  I needed to be with them. 

My uncle lived a good life.  A long life.  And, we will miss him.



Anonymous said...

Terri, I am sorry to hear about your uncle. I will be praying for you and your family. I am sorry you could not be with your family. I know that sometimes there is just nothing that can replace being with family during times like this. I love you, Kim

Unknown said...

You are doing a good work where you are and God will bless you for it. I lived in the States at the time my Grandmother died and still was unable to go be there. I know something of the pain you feel at this time. I am praying for the peace that passes understanding to fill your heart.


mjneyman said...

I feel for you. My uncle was my father for so many years.
Sympathy for your loss.