My mom called me with some bad news today while I was having lunch.
My uncle died.
It's not a complete surprise. He's around 70 and had had a pretty bad stroke about 2 years ago. He was never the same after. I haven't seen him since Christmas, but apparently he wasn't doing so well lately. I was planning on going to see him Saturday. Guess I didn't make it.
Anyway, the funeral's Monday. And my aunt asked me and the rest of my cousin's to be pallbearers. I've never been a pall bearer before and it kind of makes me nervous. I just hope they don't close the casket right in front of me, cause that's a bit creepy.