Me, Myself and Him

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I looked up to him. I was as close to him as I was to my dad, and that is a
good thing. I loved him and I wasn't ready for him to leave, I don't even think he was ready to leave. Just imagine the one that understands you most and loves you more than anything is just ripped from your grasp. They are there one day and not the next. Well, that's what happened to me. I am Mia Canton and my uncle died two years ago. It was the worst day of my life. I wished that I was dreaming, pinched myself hard, hoping to awake from the nightmare. Well, I learned that no matter how hard you try, you can't wake up from the nightmares of reality. I shared what I had learned, when I was asked to speak at my uncle's funeral. I decided to end my speech with this little piece of knowledge. It was a good piece too because when I began to go back to my seat, people started clapping. And amidst the clapping there were tears. I came to the realization that they were clapping for me, when all I did was share my pain with them.

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