I'm very heartbroken. I received the news today that my great uncle passed away. He was more like a grandpa than an uncle to me. I love him so much, and he was expecting a grand baby in the next few days. He was a vet. A hunter. A great man.
It just hurts so much to know I won't see him again. Between losing my papas and now him, I am very hurt.
The biggest drawback I find in being an atheist is that I cannot offer platitudes, prayers, or promises at times like this. All I've got is that your uncle can remain in your memory and eventually some of the grief will become treasured memories.
I'm sorry for your loss.
I am empty as I know there is nothing I can do or say that will make a difference. Perhaps he lived in the manner that allowed him to be happy. Perhaps the best you will be able to do is remember the time you spent with him and the special experience you enjoyed. My mom passed ten years ago, I always felt that upon her passing I would react, I miss her but I have trouble feeling any real loss. It is like she is around I just don't get to see her. Life is not fun at times. Sorry for your loss.
Words of Inspiration: Shakespeare, with my condolence
"Thou know'st 'tis common; all that lives must die,
Passing through nature to eternity."
(Act I, Scene II, Line 73)
"To die, to sleep;
To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub;
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
Must give us pause: there's the respect
That makes calamity of so long life."
(Act III, Scene I, Line 64)