I didn't know this uncle very well, he was my mom's half brother. He too died of cancer.
That's not the shit of it for me.
Their father which technically would be my grandfather ( i detest this man, so I call him by his first name). I hate this man for abandoning my mom with a bunch of drunk and child molesters, My mom told me he was dead until I was ten. At the age of ten he happened to show up at the house and mom then had to tell me he had be alive all this time. At first I was thrilled. Then as I got older I noticed even though he lived two minutes away he only came once or twice a year. His wife, the stupid bitch, had made him cut all ties with his previous children. So when he seen me in public he would pretend to not know who i was. That is when I started to hate him and mom had begun to tell me what it was like growing up where she did. When this woman died a few years back, he came around alot more he would even try to win me back, when he got married for the third time mom helped him with the wedding. I still hate him.
I'm feeling bad for him because he lost two of his children this year. Within two months of each other. Should I call him and see how he is doing? I'm just feeling torn for feeling bad for this man. I don't know.
Was this post even coherent?