So, yeah...bad things happen in three's, right?
My step-mom called last night...she never calls unless there is something wrong...They found my uncle dead last night...the librarians called the police b/c he normally goes every day. It had been several days since they saw him. The police called my grandparents b/c there was a smell coming from the house. So after a day of cancer tests, my grandfather, and my dad went to my uncle's house, they had to break in the door. Found him dead in bed...he had been dead since before Friday. no one noticed... He wanted to be cremated...no autopsy or anything, family didn't want to pay for it, saw no reason to. He had a history of psychiatric problems, I guess he boarded himself up in the house months ago, no running water or anything...How could someone be forgotten like that? My cousin lives next door. He never answers it, she never thought anything of it.
...I won't forget him...so many Christmas' ago, visiting, being smothered in hugs and kisses, small home made gifts, taking food over on holidays...
Sometimes I'm so glad that I live this far from home...others, I wish I were there..don't know what I could do if I were, but maybe it would offer someone support.
I know I'm living my life the way my grandparents would want me to...but they aren't going to be around much longer...I found out that what my grandfather has is the same thing one of his brothers and my great grandfather died from...it kinda hits you sometimes, when you can tell that people that you care about are growing old...there is nothing you can do to one's course in life...kinda makes me realize I'm getting older...and they are so far away..