Thank God I am home. It was a trip I will never forget, both bittersweet yet full of loving memories. My uncle died of cancer last weekend and I made the trip down to Vale, Oregon for his funeral service. It was the perfect memorial for him, filled with shared memories, many honors given, and touching music. There wasn't a dry eye in the house.
The biggest problem is that my uncle was too young to die. He was just 63 and should have had many years of life left with my aunt and their kids and grand kids. He was involved with police dispatching, being volunteer fire chief, and farming for many years. In summary, he was the best kind of person God puts on this earth. It is tough to consider that he won't be around anymore to laugh and share with. My poor father has had to live through both of his brothers passing away, and I feel very deeply for him.
A lesson to be learned from this is that melanoma is real. It is what took my uncle away. My family of farmers tried to wear long sleeved shirts and hats, but all that sun exposure and not knowing about sun screen back in the day were problematic. We are all at least 1/4 Swedish with fair skin. God knows I have to literally bake myself to get a tan, but those days are over. Tanning isn't worth it. If you are going to be in the sun, wear sunscreen and protect yourself.
Today I am going to take care of my business and get ready for the work week. I keep reflecting on the family I saw Saturday that I hadn't seen in too long because I am always so busy. I have no idea yet how to change this and spend more time with family, but somehow I will figure it out. When it has been over seven years seeing some of these folks, it fills me full of shame.
Have a nice evening and I will see you back here tomorrow night!