Sad Sunday

My sweet Uncle Shorty passed away at 6:05 this evening. I will miss his stories, his laughter. I will miss that connection to my own parents. I feel so bad for his children, especially Deb. Deb lost her only son in May, her mother in August, and now her daddy. As bad as I know it hurts to lose a parent, I just can't imagine her pain.

But for Uncle Shorty, I rejoice. No more suffering, no more pain. He is in Heaven with his love, my Aunt Betty, with his best friend, my daddy, with his parents, with his beloved son and grandchildren, and with his Savior.