taken from: A Softer World
I dreamt about my uncle again. It didn't look like him but I know it was him. In my dream he left a notebook with notes, words of wisdom and drawings for my aunt and cousin. He knew his time was almost up so he prepared something for them.
It may not look like him but I know it would be something he would do if he only knew.
I'll always miss you and I'll never forget.