My mom's favorite uncle, her godfather, passed away on Sunday night, December 16. He had been in ill health for a long time and it was expected. I guess we just didn't expect it to happen so close to the holiday. Another of my mom's uncles, from the other side of the family, passed away 2 years ago this Christmas.
I really didn't know him, but my mom and dad both loved him. He was your quintessential New Yorker, the kind of guy who put any wanna be Soprano to shame. With his accent of course, not his life practices. He was my grandma's older brother and my grandpa's best friend. Yep, my grandpa married his best friend's kid sister.
The sobering thought of all of this is that the elderly family members of mine are passing on. My grandma is the only one left out of her siblings. My grandpa only has his sister. Both of my dad's parents are gone and the majority of their siblings have passed on as well. I am not ready for this. I am not ready for my grandparents to be gone from this earth. I haven't spent enough time with them.
But even as I say that, I think back to the kids (yes, I know, different post). Their lives ended at 6 and 7 years of age and Uncle Mikey's ended at nearly 90. The fact that he left this world shortly after they did makes he hope that he is one of the countless adults up here in heaven who will guide them in guiding us.
Oh my head and my emotions are all over the map.
RIP Uncle Mikey. You were one hell of a guy and you will be sorely missed.
(and just like that, I lied about not writing tonight)
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