I've got some sad news: my maternal uncle Hong-Sheng "Harrison" Yang has passed away from complications of Parkinson's disease. He was only 61 years old.
There are few people as kind and caring as Harrison. I don't think my uncle has ever gotten mad at me. He always gave to the needy whenever he had the chance and has touched numerous lives during his time on Earth.
I had hoped a cure for this terrible disease would be found while he was still with us, but the powers that be had other plans. On the other hand, my uncle's passing could be a blessing in disguise. The disease had caused him so much pain that he could barely live his life. Even walking was a difficult task for him. Harrison is now with Buddha and no longer suffering.
However, the rest of us face difficult days. I feel especially bad for my cousin Lori as she is now without a father. There is little to do to ease her pain, but please send her positive thoughts. Your support is greatly appreciated.
Rest in peace, Uncle Harrison. You'll forever be in our hearts.
In other news...
On a similar note, my thoughts are also with those affected by the tragedy in Binghamton. Just what the hell is wrong with people these days?
Currently listening to: "Tears in Heaven" by Eric Clapton