It has been a bad summer for uncles.

My mom has lost her oldest and youngest brothers in the span of 6 weeks.

Jim didn't come to Pat's funeral because he wasn't up for the drive.

He died a couple of weeks later.

My Uncle Don found him a couple of weeks after that, because he hadn't texted in a while.  Don wouldn't let his wife go into his condo to find her brother.  I don't want to imagine what he found.

Uncle Pat was ready to go.  He had time and a long medical situation to make him think about it...talk to his kids and grandkids...come to peace with his end.

Uncle Jim might have been ready too.  None of us will ever know.