Got word last night that my dad's uncle passed away this week. He was the last of my dad's aunts/uncles that was still alive and I was SO looking forward to dancing with him at the wedding.
The worst part is, no one even knows how or when. He lived all by himself and was so private and refused to tell anyone anything. And he wasn't even sick. He was like a firecracker, and we all swore he'd outlive all of us. Guess he'll be up there with my grandparents watching down instead.
