Memories...
January 11 will be one year since my great uncle Richard passed away. I had been wanting to write about him several times in the past year and I just never did. So here I am now. Last year I got a phone call from my parents say that uncle Richard isn't doing good and he probably wouldn't be with us much longer. Sunday January 11th I got a phone before I left for church. I knew right away what it was about. It was my dad telling me that uncle Richard passed away a couple hours ago. It was a hard thing to hear. This was the first relative that passed away while I was living in Alaska. I knew I wouldn't be able to go back to Michigan for the funeral and it was hurting me inside. I had a 2 month old and an almost 2 year old. We also couldn't afford for me to go. The rest of the day I just cried on and off. I held my babies closer. I kept singing hymns that I hadn't sung in a long time to Emma while I was trying to get her to go to bed. I remember that the kids were h