R.I.P. Uncle Jim

 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.