It's so hard when you lose someone you love.
A man who I've considered my uncle for my whole life passed away in his sleep this morning at 7:15. He's been fighting cancer for about 6 years, and he finally lost the fight. (He was 41 years old.)
Brandon always had such a good heart. He was the kind of person who could smile about anything. He always made people feel good about themselves, and I don't know of a single person who didn't like him.
I'm glad that he's not in pain anymore, but I miss him. It really hurts to think that he's gone. My heart goes out to his family too; I know how hard this has to be on them too.
Be thankful for the time you have with your loved ones. That time will eventually come to an end.
Goodbye, Brandon. I love you.(I don't know how active I'll be on DA for the next couple of days...I'm not good with death.)
Update:I had a dream last night. I was sitting in this white waiting room, and I felt a little nervous but I didn't know what I was waiting for. Then this guy came into the room and sat down near me and started talking to me.
He was talking about his family and friends and how wonderful they all were, and how he couldn't wait to see his wife and daughters again. Then he started making jokes to keep me from being nervous.
He was really nice and fun to talk to, and I got this feeling that I knew him somehow. Then I saw his smile and realized it was Brandon. (The 'Uncle' who died.)
He was back to his old self. He was healthy and happy, which he hadn't been in years...that's why I didn't recognize him at first.
I'm having mixed feelings about this dream. It was nice while it lasted, but it made me super sad when I woke up.