I have all of those right now.
My uncle died today. Sucks. One more person from my family that I will never get to have a relationship with. That’s not the really painful part. I don’t know if he’ll be there. Heaven, I mean.
Most of my family is Catholic. Or nothing at all.
I guess I could counsel myself and say all the right things, like… “you don’t know his heart. Maybe he loved Jesus with his whole heart.” Things like that.
It’s not very comforting.
It pisses me off. It makes me mad.
Sorry for my language.