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Our loss

Our loss is heaven's gain.

I lost my Uncle Eddie last weekend. He was my mother's older and only brother. His funeral was last night, and I learned so much about him that I wish I'd had more time to get to know him. He was the type of man that you had no doubts what he believed, because he lived them. He was a true man of God. He was loved by all, because he loved by all. I want to be more like him, because he was like Jesus.

We got in about 11:30pm last night, the funeral was in Syracuse NY about 2 or 2 1/2 hours from here, and we were back up by 5am because we had to work. I couldn't get any time off from work, aside from being let out early, because he wasn't immediate enough family (uncles don't count!! wth?!) AND they had to have proof that I was there and where it was etc. I don't know if that is company policy or just my supervisor not believing me. Whatever.

So we're dog tired right now. Gonna relax for a while/

Comments

Cindy Caudle said…
Sorry for your loss. It's hard losing love ones. Just remember the wonderful memories you have him.

Most companies don't count Aunts and Uncles as immediate family. I think it's not right. I tried to change our company policy and got shot down 3 times (I even worked in HR at the time). Maybe one day someone will wake up and smell the coffee and realize they are family.
Ciera said…
one can hope so Cindy! thanks
Jean-Luc Picard said…
So sorry to hear that. As Cindy said, remember the good times.

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