RIP Uncle...

Tonight, I'm sorry to say that my Uncle Curtis Joseph Dennison Jr. has passed away at 10:15 PM pacific time. He was bleeding into his brain, and the blood was pushing the brain down on his spinal cord.

I just feel drained. At 23, I'm the leader of the family now. I had to discuss with my sister and my other Uncle about the big decision. My grandmother felt like she couldn't make the decision herself, and asked that I talk with the others and make a decision.

It was a very hard decision, very hard and I hope that none of you have to go through something like that. I based my decision upon several points. One, surgery wasn't an option because it was too late. Two, even though my Uncle would be on life support, there was literally no chance that he would ever get better. And three, he was obviously in pain.

I couldn't help but cry when my grandmother broke down. This is now her fourth child that had passed before her. She's down to one son, and then it's up to my generation. I feel bad, but relieved at the same time because he wasn't in very good health.

I'm sorry that my Uncle had passed, but I'm glad that he's in a better place.