4-23-10 An Ode to an Uncle
Death leaves a heartache no one can heal,
Love leaves a memory no one can steal.
This has always been a favorite photo of mine.
My uncle John, above left, passed away this week. It was sudden and sad news for those of us who knew John. One of the memories that came to mind when thinking about John (when someone has gone, you often begin to remember things– pleasant memories seem to jump out). Anyway, when Abby Sunshine was just a young pup, we stopped by John’s home, and before being formally invited in, Abby just dashed right in! I remembered how warmly John greeted her and allowed her to visit, petting her and talking with her (in Norwegian). He was a dog lover, obviously. I’m not sure how positively I would greet a dog that dashed into my house. . .
Thinking of you today, Uncle John. Thanks for the memories.
When can you remember a time that someone treated you with kindness, even when they didn’t have to?
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