Tuesday, August 9, 2011

Shit just got real.

I probably say that a lot... in my head.  Honestly, though, shit just got real.  My Uncle passed away in his sleep on Monday morning.  You know when you get a phone call at 7 am it's never good.  Basically ever.  Unless you have a friend who has just had a baby and has lost all track of time and is beyond her mind tired.  What?  no?  didn't happen to you?  It did to me.  Whatevs.

My Uncle has had soooooooooo many health problems, from as long as I remember.  However, it just doesn't seem real yet.  On Friday we will have his memorial service.  On Friday we will remember the man who had a house with a pool.  Who I begged to go to probably everyday of my life from age 6-....... a lot older.  My best friend and I spent MANY a summer afternoon there through our senior year.  A man who loved him some cologne.  Loved rugby.  Was in the rodeo.  Had a corvette.  Had a motorcycle that I was too scared to ride.  Had a camo spray painted fridge in his garage.  Got an earring when he got older.  Looked exactly like my grandfather with age.  And took some of the most fantastic photographs ever.

I am sad.  I'm sad because it also makes life a little more real.  Sad because I've never known life when this person wasn't alive.  There are a lot of details surrounding this--like my Aunt, who has dibilitating MS who sleeps in a hospital bed, and has a live in nurse.  All of it is sad.  All of it is tragic.

All of it is a little too real.

6 comments:

CDS said...

A I am so sorry to hear about your loss. Please know I will keep your whole family in my prayers. xoxo

Jennifer said...

Sorry to hear that Amanda, our thoughts are with you and your family!

Anonymous said...

Amanda, so sorry about your uncle. Sending lots of love and prayers for you and your family your way. Denise & John

Deana said...

The first time I ever met Uncle Paul was a visit to his house with Courtney during a summer at camp. I can still remember thinking, "I've never seen photography look like ART!" as he showed me some of his favorite work. I can also remember thinking, "That man totally has an EARRING!?". You and your sister definitely inherited his love for the absurdity of things and an eye and passion for beautiful photos. I know he will be missed. Thinking of all my Hopkins girls; love you all.

Heidi Bruch said...

Praying for peace in your family, Amanda. My mom has ms, it is no fun! Xo

Jill said...

I am so sorry for your loss.