Losing a loved one

This morning we went to the hospital to say our goodbyes to my sweet uncle who fought the battle of diabetes, lost both of his legs due to diabetes, as well as was on kidney dialysis. He was not only my uncle, but a father figure to me since I didn't have my father in my life. He was the one that help my mom when I didn't listen to her to go to school. He was the cooked in the family, and he cooked his mean brisket for my 15, and with the help of my husband he cooked for our wedding. My uncle dance with me at my 15, was there for my bridal shower, and wedding. Also came to both of my graduations and when we need prayers he would say them. Also as sick as he was he came to see me after I gave birth to my son and met his nephew for the first time.

He was man of God, would always had a smile on his face when times were rough. He fought this battle till the end, and when he couldn't do it he found the strength to do it, and he did it. At times I didn't get to see him but thanks to a few calls to check up on him and Facebook I knew how he was doing. I never thought a week ago today my/ our lives would be turn upside down when we got the call that he was not responding and he was rush to icu. As the days pass a simple check up while in the hospital all this all happen: he had a stroke, he was without oxygen for 15 minutes, he was brain demage, he was on a breathing machine, they almost lost him again, till now time to take him off the machine but before we get to say our final goodbyes. We said our see you laters, and as well as family and friends who were able to make it.

After everyone had a chance with him, and him battling so long it was time to let him go as he was tired and he told us, and when he did go...my grandma told us he last 2 seconds without the machine and went very peacefully.

He was a fighter and fought this as hard as he could and till the end, my heart hurts, I'm crying and still crying but known he went peacefully bring peace to my heart.

My uncle was not a fighter but love to talk mess, he was a mean cook who love his tejano music and light up the pit. Also love to be outside with his pit and music. He had a heart gold who help people out when he could. He love to dance, spend time with his family and extended family, smile like no other, hang out with friends, go to cook off, dances and so much more.

As I call it a night I still can't believe you are gone my dearest Uncle. You had so much to live for still and see. But I know you are now at peace and now an angel watching over us. I love you, adore and truly will miss you my Uncle. Thank you for the sweet memories you and I have, and for the one of kind relationship you and I have, that I will forever cherish and hold close to my heart.

You may be gone but you won't be forgotten and my son your great nephew will know who you were, as we will keep your memory alive!

You may be gone, but you won't be forgotten! I love you and will always love uncle. Thank you for everything and for all the memories. Everything of you and with you will be cherish forever and won't be forgotten. I will also cherish April 7th forever in my heart as it was the last time I heard your voice and won't forget our conversation...thank you for that. 

Now Fly high Uncle Robert!

Love your Niece,

Lauren