Friday, November 26, 2004
Mourning My Uncle's Loss
I suppose he’s the second father figure I’ve known. The first was my grandfather and the third my father. He’s not a blood relative nor is he an in-law. He was my auntie’s ex-boyfriend and yet, he’s the best and coolest Uncle I’ve ever had and known.
He used to arrange his schedule in De La Salle University so that he could spend time with my siblings and I at home. He used to bring us to Manuela and S.M. to have fun at the rides in the arcade or watch movies and afterwards, eat at Jollibee or Mc Donald’s. He was there when our dog Whitey bit my arm, although I didn’t receive any wounds but it did hurt, he rubbed alcohol and blew the magical blow as parents do to there children when hurt, as if the pain would miraculously go away, however, it did make me feel better. I’ve had more memories of him and my Grandpa than my own parents when we still haven’t migrated abroad.
He was for me, the epiphany of the cool uncle, that I plan to be to my future nieces and/or nephews of my siblings.
Everyone knew he will be a great father and he is. It pains me deeply that my dream of spending time with him, conversing and laughing the night and day away will never come to pass. I regret, not saying that I love him deeply as family even though, I knew in my heart he knows so.
I still have the letter he sent me all those years ago, he said he loves me and was proud of the man I’m becoming. He is one of my role models, a benchmark of being a man as well.
God has taken him abruptly from us and I can’t begin to imagine the density of the void of him being gone in our lives, especially to the family he left.
It’s hard to believe that merely 3 weeks have passed since I was rushed to the E.R. and I truly thought I would be a goner. Thank heavens I’m still here and from the experience I realize to appreciate more of life and the magnitude of keeping yourself and your diet healthy. The incident could have been avoided if I have been careful of my diet and ironically, the same thing happened to my uncle and it didn’t turn out fine.
My beloved uncle has passed away but the memory of him lives on and I promise, if I’ll have a son, I’ll honor his memory by giving him his name. I love him and I miss him dearly…
posted by vinz @ 3:50 PM
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