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The service for my uncle was on Saturday. it was really, really nice. A lot of old friends came and had a lot of good stories to share. My brothers soon-to-be mother in law, made an image slideshow with music, to showcase my uncles life. There were a lot of great pictures in there, and it brought back so many great memories. I think it would have made him blush and groan to see us all bellowing like babies and talking about how great he was. he was so humble. He didnt advertise his good deeds. But we learned a lot about them when we all came together to talk about how he touched our lives.

My brother wrote a song for him. He recorded the whole thing in my old bedroom. But it sounded like it came out of a recording studio. I am so proud of what a great musician he's become. The song was really sweet, and it is a nice way to remember him.

I go back to work tomorrow. I hope I can hang. I've been crying on and off every day this week. I havent had anyone this close to me pass before. Which is both a blessing and a curse. I've been able to spend 26 years of my life with the people closest to me, and for that I am thankful. but I also have no idea how to cope with death. It freaks me out, and always has. But even knowing that it happens to everyone, and that it's a part of life, doesn't make it any easier.

Thank you to all of you who gave my family and I your condolences. It means a lot to me. and I really wish you all could have met my uncle. He was the shit.

xo,

Nikki