I had made a post yesterday about it being my Uncle Perk's birthday and how it would be his last and how he would likely die within the next few days. Little did I know at the time I made the post that I would be getting a call just about 3 hours later.
Just after 8pm last night my cousin Shelly called to let me know that Mike, her brother, had called her a few minutes before to let her know that their dad was gone, Uncle Perk got the call to go on home. Shelly and I talked briefly and she let me know she is at peace, as am I.
It's our own selfishness that makes us cry because we want that person here with us. But, all of us in the family know that death is a part of life, our family has experienced many deaths and too many at a young age so when someone lives as long as Uncle Perk did then it is something to celebrate. In my mind I could see Uncle Perk walking up to the pearly gates and saying something like "Son of a bitch it's a lot brighter here than I thought it would be". I know he is there with family members who have been waiting for him, who wait for us all.
Since I had posted about my uncle I thought I should make a post about him passing. I would like to thank everyone for their comments not only here but also on Facebook. Per his request there will be no funeral services, just a cremation and I think that is just fine and dandy as we all were able to spend time with him over the weekend and say our last "I love you" while he was still on this earth to hear it and ya can't ask for much more than that.