Hey guys I know that this should have been a day 7 post but today I had lots to do and with that came great stress. With that came an overwhelming feeling of not being okay. I want to tell you guys about my uncle who passed away when I was young. We are going to call him Nick. Nick was a close to a blood-related father as I could get. He was my bio dad’s brother and he passed away young in his twenties. That side of the family said that he died naturally but I am not so sure, but I cannot relive that trauma and so I won’t be investigating further. I always knew he was kind of a “druggie” but not in the mean way. He was always kind to everyone he ever met and was the person to give you five dollars that he really couldn’t afford to spare but it made someone else’s day, which made it worth it to him. He was kind of labelled as the black sheep middle child. He had to be high (weed) just to function like a normal person and that was okay with me because I knew, or I guess thought, he would always be there for me no matter what. to see me graduate, get into a relationship, and eventually get married but unfortunately that was not the case. He never saw me enter high school. More importantly he never saw me leave it. Now I sit here at night wondering what graduation gift he would have given me, what food he would have ordered at my grad party, and finally how he would congratulate me on my college commitment. But alas God made the timeline and set it down to play on the record player of life. Just like any good classic vinyl there are always a scratch or two, accompanied by a skip in the music, before returning not long after. I say all of this to mean that you truly never know when someone will be gone whether that is physically or mentally so maybe hug them a little tighter, take them out to eat more often, and remember to tell them every little insignificant thing because you truly never know when the grief will become bearable and truth be told, maybe it never will. I hope everybody had a lovely Father’s Day and for those whose Dads have passed on, just know that they want to spend just one more minute with you. For you to share one last hug and a final kiss goodbye. Thank you for letting me share, and please feel free to do the same. With Love, the future Messy College Girl.
