I've never really been able to emotionally express myself when it comes to death. I guess everyone deals with death in their own way. Last week my Uncle Moses passed away due to complications related to diabetes. Moses aka Moe was my fathers oldest brother. I didn't really know him in my adult life but I do remember spending time with he and his sons when I was a kid.
As an adult, I've attended several funerals, but have never really experienced what it feels like to lose someone close to me. I sat in the pew this week listening to the service, watching the family members around me, and I can't help but see the sorrow & pain in the room. I was OK till I scanned around the room and got a glimpse of my fathers face. It's something I can't describe. It's a look only a brother could have after loosing a sibling. I felt so sorry for him. I think about how life would be if I lost one of my siblings. It takes everything I can to keep the tears from flowing.
Rest in peace Uncle Moe, and thank you for reminding me of what's most important in life.
Shawn
