Wherever You Are

When my father betrayed and denied me,

His brother, my uncle, came into my life.

My uncle did not have a relationship with his brother either.

Photo: My Uncle Bruce

Together he and Larry supported me when things looked grim.

The funny thing is, his presence felt as natural as if he had always been in my life.

I survived. Everything was/is ok.

{thanks to two special men in my life}

I cannot believe that Bruce has been gone 8 years.

That awful day {March 10},  feels like yesterday

and I miss him every day.

Uncle Bruce, wherever you are

Thank you for being you.

I love you.