Monday: My mother calls me at work, and tells me my uncle suddenly passed away that morning. I am not able to leave work.
Tuesday: Head office calls me at work at 2pm and tells me the new manager is starting the next morning at 9am. I totally got screwed out of the job. Not one person even ACKNOWLEDGED that I applied.
Wednesday: I got a $325 parking ticket!?!?!?!
Thursday: Best day I had all week. It began with my son being incredibly constipated while getting ready for work in the morning and ended with me manually removing poo from his uh, bottom. I was an hour late for work, spent the rest of the day fighting with Access Databases and Windows 7 security settings ALL DAY, and ended up working late. Rushed to dentist appointment.
Friday: I was supposed to be off the entire day to attend my uncle's visitation, but I had to go into briefly to address some "real important things". On the way back home, en route to the gas station, my van completely ran out of gas. I had to call my mother in law to rescue me. I spent the afternoon at the funeral home with my family.
I crashed hard last night. I was out by 9:30 pm. Today, I've been up since 4am. I finally gave up at 5:30 and decided to get up, make some coffee and do some laundry and dishes. I am now sipping my coffee and trying to sneak in some much needed chill time, before going back to the funeral home for the funeral this afternoon.
I'm quite upset by my uncle's death. More upset than I would have anticipated I would have been. I haven't seen my uncle a lot in recent years, primarily at family functions. In fact, the last time I had seen him was last March at my 3 month old nephew's funeral. Before that, probably my wedding in July 2010. But as a child, I spent quite a bit of time at his home. It is particularly sad to me, less than a month ago, my cousin, his daughter, gave birth to a set of twins, and it was supposed to be a happy time for the family, a time of celebration, love and family. Instead, we are slapped with this completely unexpected event. I am grateful that my cousin did have her babies, and he got to meet them, and that she wasn't still pregnant. He got to meet his grandchildren, and they got a few good pics, so, at least there was that opportunity. It still sucks.
At the funeral home, there were so many great pictures of our family over the years. We used to spend so much time as a family together - holiday dinners, family get togethers and picnics, etc. It seems now we keep getting together only when someone dies, and the odd wedding. This needs to stop.
We need to stop being so damn busy all the time, and be with those that are important to us.
|My cousin, her husband, me, my husband and my uncle on my wedding day in July 2010.|
Uncle Dan, you will be missed. You have always been there when it mattered.