My uncle died this morning. Please keep our family in your prayers. My mom called me about 15 minutes after he died. She said it was very peaceful. My dad was holding his hand and the last person he talked to was my grandma, telling her he loves her. Most my dad's siblings were there all the day before and all night. Everyone was able to say goodbye to him. I truly can't imagine going home and him not being there. Every family gathering memory he's there. I'm thankfuly he went peacefully, he'd been in some terrible pain the day before, but thankfully they were able to get it under control. He sang some yesterday evening, got to a point where he was loopy (because of one of the meds he was on), was actually giggling and mom said everyone else couldn't help from giggle as well with him. I'm truly thankful they have those memories to hold onto. I'm sure my Grandpa and Jordyn welcomed him to Heaven. It just doesn't seem real to me.