For my Uncle Jerry

We got news last Sunday that my Uncle Jerry had collapsed while making dinner and they had taken him to the hospital. I thought he would be ok. I got a phone call just a few minutes after I had got the first phone call, and my dad told me that my Uncle Jerry did not make it. My heart breaks for his family, for my mom, for her brothers and sisters, and everyone who knew him.

My Uncle Jerry was a good man. He was kind, gentle, and soft-spoken. He was quick to lend a hand, and he had a heart filled with love. We will think about you often, Uncle Jerry, and until we meet again, we will carry you in our hearts forever.

Tonight, I'm grateful for love that breaks our hearts, lifts us up, and carries us through the good times, the hard times, and everything inbetween. Miss you already, Uncle Jerry.