Uncle Jeff

On my way home from the Ladies’ Retreat last Saturday, I learned that my Uncle Jeff had passed away earlier that afternoon. He had been sick for about a year now with cancer, but I don’t think you’re ever really prepared to get news like that. Uncle Jeff was my Mom’s younger brother. He was only 49 years old.

Jeff was one of those people that was the life of the party and just lit up the room. He was always cracking jokes or tickling one of the kids to death, or just cutting up. His laugh was contagious. He absolutely loved babies and children and could get them to smile and laugh like no one else I’ve ever known. I’m so thankful that he got to meet Sam over Thanksgiving. Beneath it all, he was so sweet and tender hearted… truly a good man.

Mike and I left early on Monday to go to Arkansas for his funeral. I’m so grateful that we got to be there to see family, and to say goodbye. It was obvious that he was very well loved by the amount of people that came by for visitation on Monday evening, and then the crowd that showed up for the funeral. He certainly made an impact on everyone he met.

Uncle Jeff, I love you so much and you are missed so dearly. Thank you for being such a bright spot in my life and the lives of so many. I look forward to seeing you again one day, and until then, keep laughing and making everyone else up there do the same.