My dad’s co-worker passed away this morning… lung cancer. How awful.
My uncle also passed away today. Heart attack, this afternoon at the golf course. He was only 59.
We visited my cousin’s restaurant tonight, after work (we barely COULD work) to discuss service options. My uncle knows half of the town. I guess everybody will want to see him off. Even though we’re not Christian, we’ll have to hold something or other similar to a funeral service. It’s too hard to prepare a Chinese service up here, so we’ll have to do it western style. Life is not going to be the same without him around.
It’s uncanny how sometimes… you just know. My aunt had a feeling last week that something was going to happen. My dad suddenly had an urge to visit my uncle last night, but decided not to, since he has to get up early for work. After talking to my cousin and his wife, it seemed that even my uncle knew. He usually doesn’t tidy up his share of the workspace, but he just happened to do so last night. Not only that, but he bought his favorite niece two new dresses. Then, he went out to play golf. Why did he stress himself out by playing golf when he knew he was going soon? I guess it’s true what they say. Everybody wants to pass on while doing what they loved. Since he put in his fishing last night and watched the World Cup and his favorite wrestling programs, golf was probably the last thing he wanted to do.
Life is unfair. The good people die early and the assholes live forever. So, if you want to live forever, you have to be an asshole. What a sick, sick world we live in.
So, good-bye to my uncle. I pray his next life will be just as memorable as this one was.