To My Uncle Who Is Now Slowly Dieing...

One day he will be laughing and joking, the next he might be gone. We never know. All we know is he is fighting and doesn't wanna lose. But he knows he is. He can't tale the pain but he fights through it everyday. He doesn't want to lose cause he knows he has three wonderful kids to watch grow up. That's why he fights. He has a loving wife right there by his side. Helping him with the fight. But he won't win, he won't make it. I lay here writing this cause I want and I need to. I'm writing this cause I don't know how to handle that my uncle is dieing. I see everyone crying but not me. I just don't know what to do. I have cried, can't say I haven't I just don't in front of them. He's the first relative I will lose, and I'm still trying to find a way to cope with it. Writing about him makes it easier. I always heard about how a great man he was before all this happened. I remember playing cards with him he would try psyching me out. I thought it was hilarious. I beat him. I know when he's gone all we'll have are the memories we have with him. All I know is when he's gone I'll be looking at the stars thinking he's up there and how much we all miss him. I love you Uncle David. =) <3 =(