My Uncle Jeff (my mom's side) has been diagnosed with ALS. I'm not super familiar with the symptoms/diagnosis, but I know the basics. My mom's family is
The last time I saw my Uncle Jeff was the day before my grandfather died, which happened 3+ years ago.
Uncle Jeff's husband, Jeff, called my mom with news of Uncle Jeff's diagnosis. An awkward way to become reaquainted with one's family. My mom stopped by their house the other day and I asked her to ask Uncle Jeff if I could bring Paige by to meet him.
She received a text message the other day - one I have yet to see. The gist of it is this: my uncle isn't an uncle (doesn't feel like one) and doesn't feel a real connection to me and my siblings. Essentially, this is it. We'll never see him again.
I'm not expecting to start building a super close relationship after 27+ years but I would have liked to have one more happy memory of my Uncle Jeff, instead of death of Uncle Greg, death of Pa and death of him.
I'm sorry that Paige will never know any of her great-uncles on my mom's side. And I hope that my siblings and I can move past the dysfunction we've seen and be closer than that.