Had a bad day today. I won’t go into details but its just one of those days where nothing goes right. I thought I handled the day quite well thought, until I got the news that my uncle passed away.

You see, the day before yesterday, I had a choice of visiting him in the hospital. Me and my dad thought it wasn’t critical, so we didnt’. We were wrong.

My uncle had a stroke last year, and he wasn’t quite the same. He barely remembered his sister (my mom) let alone remember me. This was the only time I wished he mistakenly calls me Jackson as he always did. I always remembered him for buying KFC whenever me and my brother were at his house.

I felt quite bad that I didn’t visit him at the hospital. I don’t really know how to deal with death, especially of relatives. I’m going to the service tommorow.

What irks me is that my mom is the one who has to call everyone to inform about her brother’s passing. Can’t someone else pass the message ? Can’t they even call ?

Well , another uncle of mine ( from China ) visited recently. My mom said at least he got to see his brother one last time.

I’ll never skip visits again.