My uncle passed away over the weekend.
He'd been fighting with Leukemia for some time and had just had a bone marrow transplant.
He seemed to be winning. His counts were going up. He was eating more and had more energy. His wounds were healing. His hair was growing back.
Then...overnight he was just...gone.
This is first time I've lost someone close in the family.
I can't go to the funeral because it will be out of state and I won't get paid if I miss work.
I feel miserable that I can't go.
