Well, it seemed like there was no better place to put this - kind of wanted it a little more public than the News Posts, but somewhere where I won't have to see it every day, but as some f you may be aware, today was my Uncle's funeral.
Hard to think really that someone whom you've known all of your life had such a lot going on in theirs, that you feel like you hardly knew them. Considering that he had such a sporting background, I'm more surprised to see that his son hasn't taken up much in the way of sport, with karate only becoming a recent trend in his interests.
You really never know what you're going to get, on an emotional level, as each person's life touches every other person in a different way. The church was rammed, with so many people eager to pay their last respects to a respected teacher, devoted father and passionate sportsman. A lot of his former colleagues (some of whom had taught me in the past, which provided a few awkward moments!) turned out and I was happy to see them, albeit sad due to the circumstances.
His passion for Canada is the larger legacy he left me with, as my feelings for the country and its national sport have become so great over the past decade that I only hope he was able to see how I progressed from his passion to my own. Someday, perhaps I'll get to travel back there, as since I made the trip while he was out there, the world has seemingly become a much smaller place.
He had a lot of control over his funeral, knowing that the writing was on the wall for him - not my own choice, as I'd rather be around those I love, having them remind me of the good times, while I was still with them, so at a time like a funeral, they can say what they liked - If I were there to hear, maybe I'd be happier to know that.
In the words of Yogi Berra, "I try to go to other people's funerals, otherwise they might not come to mine." In a way, it's true, but he said it in a silly way. Nobody's perfect, eh?
I hope that my cousins and my aunt are alright, though the release of the emotion will have done a lot to help them. Still, if they want to head to a secluded hill and just shout about how unjust the world is, I'll be happy to drive them there.
It's been a trying day and I just felt that I should say something...