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.

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.

Me