I lost my Uncle Rick on Saturday. My mother’s little brother.
My cousin Luverne called to tell me he passed that morning found by one of his nurses. My Granma called shortly after.
Aunt Pat, Uncle Sam, now Uncle Rick – I don’t want to miss out on the chance to hug anyone else. I haven’t seen most of the Wright Family since I left Connecticut in 1990.
It’s gonna be good seeing the family again in person. Good be so weird being taller than most of them HA. Granma and I are going to make the trip from Richmond. She wants to fly. I was hoping she wanted to go train.
I’m pretty sure I don’t have clothes warm enough, but I’m gonna make it work.