I didn’t think the death of my uncle would hit me this hard. I can’t sleep and I can barely eat. I’m crying for little him not adult him; The little him that grew up without a mom since 12 years old. The 10 year old that took care of his younger sisters when their mother was bedridden from cancer. Adult you knew better but I wish I could hug little you and show you the love you deserved. Only 39 years old, too young and too little time on this earth. Rest in peace. Till I see you again 🤍