Yesterday we laid to rest Honey's Uncle R, lost too soon at the young age of sixty-three. A soft-spoken, kind and gentle man, it hurts my heart that I didn't know more of him. While Uncle R had neither a wife nor children to say a last farewell, he certainly would have smiled at the graveside shenanigans of his great nephews, been proud of the men his own nephews have grown to be, and been touched by the care and thought his little brother put into preparing for this day. It seemed that things were at long last put in their place as Uncle R came to rest along side his dear mother that tragically lost her life when he was really just a boy, a father that worked hard and lived vivaciously, and a big brother (Honey's daddy) that was a gentleman and remarkable provider in so very many ways.
PS. My silhouette pillows were featured on My Uncommon Slice of Suburbia!!! It's like I'm a real blogger now.
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