It’s one of the hottest days we’ve had for a while in Southern California and I’ve been outside for most of the day.
It was my uncle’s funeral and while I am sad to see him go, I really didn’t want to see him suffer anymore. He’s been in and out of hospitals and nursing homes for the past three and a half months fighting one thing after another.
He was a kind person who always helped out our family with everything and never complained once.
I was the one who drove him to the hospital back in December and I was with him when he passed. I am so angry with myself that I could not help him in his time of need and this is something I have to live with for the rest of my life.
