Today, my family (and the world) lost a good man.
My Uncle Jim was so dear to me.
I was really close to him when I was growing up.
He even lived with us for a while.
He was SO full of personality, you wouldn't
be able to grasp it even if I explained it to you.
You just had to know him.
He was the kind of person that would call you just to tell a joke and then hang up.
He was always ready to help when needed.
He was a singer and a musician.
When I was little, he was the bass player in a band,
and they would practice in our living room.
The picture below is of him at my wedding.
I had taken off my petticoat because it was so bulky,
so he put it on and danced the night away.
I feel bad for my Aunt Diane.
They were two pieces of a puzzle,
and no one could love him more than she did.
I remember when I was little,
he told me about the "pretty bank teller" that he had his eye on.
He said he was going to go through the drive-thru and ask for her number.
And that's what he did.
And the rest is history.
Theirs was a love like most have never seen.
My heart aches for her, and for my grandma,
and for our whole family.
He was a loved man.
And the world is going to be way too quiet without him in it.
I don't think I have wrapped my mind or my heart around it yet.
I'm so sad.
Rest in peace Uncle Jim.
You will be so missed.
lurve you, xoxo v.