It's hard to believe that my Uncle Tony is gone; I grew up with him.
I can still smell my grandma making papitas in the morning while he bounced me on his lap in the den while watching scooby-doo.
I know it's sad that you are no longer with us, but now you are somewhere where you are free of suffering.
We'll meet again one day.
Until then, I know that you and grandma will be watching over all of us with pride in your hearts.
I'll always love you.