In Mourning...

A few months ago, my uncle Bill was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer. They went in several weeks ago to operate and found that it had spread to his liver and gall bladder. They removed everything they could, and last week, they told him that he was dying and there wasn't anything else they could do.

He passed away this morning.

He was a fun-loving guy, to a fault. His lifestyle is what did this to him, and it makes me sad to know that he would still be here today if he had taken better care of himself. He left behind a wife, three grown children, and two grandchildren who are going to miss him terribly.

The last time I saw him was at my cousin's wedding seven years ago. We had such a great time. Over the years, his drinking got worse and worse and he started feuding with my mom. I wanted to stay out of it so I avoided his phone calls. Now I'm full of sadness and guilt.

Wherever he is, I hope he knows how sorry I am, and how much I honestly will miss him.