Not a Goodbye, Just a See You Later

From times of good, to times of sorrow. You will always have a spot in that heart of mine. From when I was a child, to when I was a young adult, you taught me to live life like you would die tomorrow. You would never tell me no, I was your little princess. I loved our random ice cream trips and going to Fun House pizza. The sounds of the games, ding ding ding, the smell of the pizza being rushed by, by servers. Those flash backs are hard to relive, but without the memories there would be nothing to remember. But you’re gone now. I picture you every day, with that cheesy grin of yours. I know you’re in a better place now, I hope that you hear me talking to, the constant good mornings and good nights. Day by day it gets a little easier, but the thought that you’re gone now overwhelms me. From when I lived with you, till when our visits were cut short in your ever-changing hospital rooms, you will always be that upbeat Uncle that you were, when many memories were made. On your last day, I saw you lying there, sick and helpless, but that was not you, you were already gone. You never wanted to live like this, no beeping, no breathing machine, no rushing nurses. This is not a goodbye, it’s a see you later . RIP Gary Allan Shoemaker March 1, 1957-October 3, 2012