My uncle is dying. he's certainly not young, its not sudden, and it isn't sad. Well, it is sad when someone who you've known your whole life passes on... but what has me up late at night isn't my memories of him... but the things I don't know... Not in the sense of, what secrets could he be hiding, but who was the man before he was the man I
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But it feels...intrusive, somehow. They're my parents, but those aren't my memories to share and I feel weird asking. Almost like you're saying "well, I realize we're all getting older so tell me more before something bad happens."
I want to connect, but just don't know how to breach the subject.
Tell me if you have any success, please!
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