So today my uncle passed away..In a predominantly asian family, I always got the feeling that maybe he felt lonely or like an outcast. He was white by the way, which is so ironic because in most cases Asians would be the minority. Our family found out that he had lung cancer just a couple months ago, so its feels weird that he would pass away so soon..I dont know why but it was like I expected him to live for at least a year longer or something..On the way out from my last visit to him before I left for college (at that point he was hospitalized in his home, strapped to an oxygen tank stuck home watching T.V.) I hesitated wondering whether I should give him a hug, realizing I had never done so before. I thought that maybe it could have been comforting, but I was also unsure thinking that it might have been weird or awkward for him. In the end, I left with a simple goodbye and a wave, telling myself that he would be here atleast til I came back for winter break. It was only three months after all. If only I had known that would have been my last encounter with him. Hesitate, and you just might regret.
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