A year ago today, my Uncle Dick died (he was my mom's only brother). Here is a picture of him, the way I remember him.
I am a little sad and a little mad at myself for not making a greater effort to see him when I lived on the east coast. But you can't go back and things are what they are.
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I know what you mean. Last year I went to the funeral of a cousin that I barely knew and I resolved to start visiting my relatives and dh's, at least once a month. But I haven't.
I understand completely. I lost my Aunt in June of this year, and wish I had seen her more.
Such a great picture to remember him by!
We all need to make a bigger effort to be close to family sometimes I think. Distance, different interests and life though all seem to get in the way.
We can't live with regrets - just be thankful for the time you had and treasure his memory.
I am just thankful that I got to see Dick and Mearlene those last three trips to Wilmington that I took.
At that time I hadn't seen them for years, llike since Howard died.
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