Uncle passed away this afternoon. I had spent a few hours sitting next to him and knitting. This isn't as random as it sounds as his mother, my late grandmother, used to be obsessed with knitting and knitted about a sweater a week. I hoped that it would seem soothing to him. I don't know if he ever noticed as he was out of it all yesterday and today. He passed around twenty minutes after I left him.
He will be sadly missed. He had a heart the size of Wales and was out for all he could give. He was kind. He utterly adored bear and was responsible for the four foot high panda that bear insists on keeping. He utterly adored evil cat and it was mutual. I don't miss the shell that lived at the care home that was all that was left after dementia got hold. I do miss the old him that drove me to distraction.
Rest in Peace, uncle.
Thank you for all the kind comments. They have meant a lot this afternoon. I cannot tell you how much I appreciate them.