....really hard.
I'm back online. I'm moved, I'm somewhat unpacked. I should be telling you about a little holiday to the beach we went on, updating you on thrifty finds & whinging about things that need doing around here. I should be boasting about how Miss Punk is growing & learning, I should be telling you about things I'm looking forward to & all the interesting things I've discovered while I've been away from you.... but I can't.
Not yet.
Instead of all of that I am sitting here, trying to type through my tears, trying to write something that I don't want to write, something that I wish I didn't have to write.... but something I feel like I have to write, for myself - later, for Punky, for my Mum... for my Uncle Gary.
The Sunday before last I got a phone call from my Mum quite late, telling me that my Uncle had died. The circumstances were shocking, tragic, unexpected, frustrating, scary... the news left my family numb & unable to believe it. That is all I am going to write on his death - to steal a magnificent line from my cousin who delivered Gary's eulogy; "...let us remember the man & not the moment."
The Man;
To me, my Uncle Gary was always so cool - he was funny in a boyish way that meant he was always up to some sort of mischief. He rode motor bikes. He ate thirds & fourths of pudding at Christmas. He was the master of the hand-held video camera. He was super tall - like the big friendly giant when I was little - & full of life.
Later on, he was the proud prison officer & doting father, spending time camping with his young son & playing around with any new technology he could get his hands on.
My fumbling words here could never convey to you the humour & vitality of him, could never do justice to his dynamic personality or the effect he had on those around him... but I wanted to write something...
Some great stories were shared about him at his funeral - they made people laugh just as much as he always had, and I liked that. I also liked that his 'Exit Song' (the song they play as the coffin is carried out...) was the original star trek theme. It was funny & fitting - it was like he was still there with us, joking around, even if it gave me some sort of ridiculous hope through my grief that he was, that this had all been some sort of elaborate trick... I wouldn't put it past him.
Something I keep thinking of lately, something that I think of as "...so Gary..." is a home video I saw years ago. Gary & another uncle were taping themselves heading through the Kentucky Fried Chicken drive through, they ordered & were heading to the pick up window. Before they got there, Gary pulled out a $5 note, smiled at the camera & licked both sides before getting ready to hand it to the unsuspecting cashier... "Mmmmm" he sighed "Kentucky money...!"
Hope they have fried chicken up there for you mate. We love you.
I'm sorry sweetheart. I'm glad he made your life better while he was with us.
ReplyDeleteThis is way too hard. It's ok to feel bad. We feel for you xxx
ReplyDeleteWhat a tumultuous time - the excitement of a new place, the growing of a new bub, the everyday joys of hanging out with Punky ...and then this great and deep loss. My heart is with you at this time when words cannot do justice to the sadness that you feel.
ReplyDeleteTake care and when you can celebrate the life.
ohh lovely!
ReplyDeleteSally put it perfectly, take care of you sweety, thinking of you.
hugs to you & your family
♥
So sorry to hear about your loss. Your uncle sounded like a really lovely character x
ReplyDeleteVic, that was a lovely read about your uncle. It's good to put down those memories. Take care hon.
ReplyDeleteThinking of you. xx
I'm so sorry, Vic. Much love to you. xxxx
ReplyDeleteSo very sad Vic. But it's great that you can remember him in those very special and funny ways, particular to only him. Big hugs to you. Take care. x
ReplyDeleteI'm so sorry Vic. I have no words, except that I'm thinking of you. Nic
ReplyDeleteI am just so sorry . My thoughts are with you and your family , take care .
ReplyDeleteMy condolences on your loss. The ones without warning are always the worst. Wishing you peaceful days and lots of good stories to remember him by.
ReplyDeleteFeeling for you and your family right now. Anna
ReplyDeleteDearest Vic,
ReplyDeleteMy heart is truly with you and your family. I am deeply sorry for the loss of such a man and the impact it has had upon you and his own family.
Thank you for sharing some of your memories. Take care of yourself my dear. I will be sending loving thoughts your way.
What a lovely sweet sad post. We are so sorry you are in pain, but hope all those wonderful memories will help you through.
ReplyDeleteI'm so sorry Vic, lots of love to you and your family.
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I'll just blow you a kiss xx
ReplyDeleteOh I'm sorry Vic. That kind of shock takes a while to sink and sinks so hard and so painfully. I am thinking of you,
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:( Oh no. I'm so sorry for you and yur family xox
ReplyDeleteOh Vic, I'm so sorry for your loss. I hope you get a moment in this crazy journey you're in at the moment to stop and look after yourself a bit too. Much love XX
ReplyDeleteHugs lovely lady, what a horrid thing to happen. My thoughts are with you and your family xx
ReplyDeleteI am so sorry Vic. Look after yourself OK?
ReplyDeleteRIP Gary.
ReplyDeleteTake care Vic.
Oh Vic I am so sorry Darling. Please take care of yourself. Huge heartfelt Hugs. OOOO.
ReplyDeleteRemember the good times always! Pray and trust Jesus to comfort your heart.
ReplyDeleteI feel like I am a bit late to the party here (so to speak) but I just wanted to add my well wishes after catching up with this bloggy news.
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