Farewell Uncle Donny

Sadly, my Uncle Donny has passed away. Age 54. A damn shame really. Absolutely full of life, always had a robust laugh happening, always made us kids feel special. I will miss him dearly.

As for POS - well I think he's still kickin. I don't know I have not checked. This is how I feel about my role in his latest dilemma. NOT MY PROBLEM. It really isn't. If he happens to die, I will have to deal with it, you know with my son and all. Like I have said before, if he dies and breaks my sons' heart, I will dig him up and beat the shit outta his corpse. I'm just saying people. About 8 years ago he was in the same ICU with pneumonia so bad that he was nearly dead by the time he got to the hospital. He had surgery (a thoracotomy) and was back in ICU for 10 days. It was a difficult time for us, and I was there EVERY MINUTE OF EVERY DAY FOR HIM. He thanked me by screwing around on me 6 months later. Except for a short time, he has been gone ever since. Funny I took the physical blows from him, but when he strayed like that he had to go. He pretty much disgusts me and besides, he has a brand spankin new GF who can nurse him back to health this time. I repeat NOT MY PROBLEM. It has taken me a looooong time to get to this point. I can thank AA and my ever growing relationship with my Higher Power for giving me that strength.

The funeral is on Saturday but I have a spiritual retreat that I am going to attend. I will go to his wake on Friday and right after myself and my girl Val are spending two glorious nights at this retreat. I know my Uncle Donny would have said JUST GO DENISE! So I shall. I got lots to reflect on this weekend, and I can't think of a better place to do it. So that is all for now my cyber posse, have yourselves a great night. QUEEN....OUT