Hi there. Been a minute.

Have you prayed lately?

That about does it for the usual bullshit.

On a more personal note (isn't it all personal?)

We lost my uncle Jimmy this week. He didn't like to be called Jimmy and would correct me, but that's what everyone called him growing up so I guess it just stuck.

 

 He's the only person in my family who was outwardly interested in art. He taught sculpture at the Kansas City Art Institute. I always felt connected to him, despite him being a little distant.

 

 I have his 4x5 camera that he gave me probably 10 years ago sitting in the room as a write this. His funeral is Friday. He had stage 4 pancreatic cancer that no one in our family knew about until last week. Maybe he knew? I'm not sure. I didn't get to see him before he was gone. The first prognosis was months. Then it was weeks. Then my mom called on Sunday morning and told me he had died. 

 

I know a lot of people have lost loved ones to cancer, but this is the first one for me. 

It really sucks.

 

I love you uncle Jimmy. Sorry it ended up like this.

I love you Grandma. I'm sorry you lost your son. 

This is the picture from his obituary. My dad took it at a Mizzou football game back around 2012. What you can't see is Jimmy pointing to his half eaten hot dog. I think we should have left it in for the Obit. He would've enjoyed that.

Thanks for sticking with me guys. 

I hope you're all well.