Dear Uncle

We were gathered round to celebrate the New Years. Reminiscing, telling stories, and making
new memories. We all knew that you didn't have long to live. We tried not to think about it,
but it was on the back of all our minds. We tried to make your dying moments on earth as
fun and light hearted as possible. You saw our smiling faces and was overjoyed. After we
welcomed in the New Year and it was time to leave, we began to dread what came next.
People started crying, wishing that you didn't have to go. You were very weak, so you laid
down to rest. Everybody hugged and kissed you, saying their last goodbyes. When it was
my turn to say farewell, I just waved and said I loved you. From the hallway, no hugs or kisses,
just a simple wave. I didn't have the strength to say goodbye. I didn't want to appear as weak.
We left, and my silent tears flowed like a river in the backseat. You died a few weeks
later. I regret not holding you that one last time. I wish that I could have been stronger. I
know that you are reading this right now, and that you can understand what I'm saying.
Maybe God had a reason for my weakness. Maybe it was a lesson to never let anyone leave
you without telling them how you feel. I will never make that mistake again. I will make
sure that my loved ones know how I feel. So make sure you learn from this and let people
know how you feel!! I miss you uncle!!