*sigh*

Just found out my uncle is dying. Renal carcinoma was the term I think. Kidneys and liver, it has apparently progressed into his bones as well. Mom's pretty upset because her whole life he's been trying to protect her from the things that go on in his life, "Don't want you to worry." kind of thing. I think thats bullshit but you know me. So she called him on mother's day so he could talk to his mother and she could talk to her sister-in-law and was dropped this bomb. He was supposed to go in for surgery to remove one of his kidneys today but he was to weak. They are supposedly going to start chemo but I wonder if thats such a good idea. If he can't survive surgery can he survive chemo? That shit is hard on you.

I suppose I'm more worried about my mom than him. I mean really, I've met the man once, maybe tiwce in my life and it was before I was five. Given that 22 years have passed without a word I find it hard to muster up the necessary concern to be overwhelmingly upset. Then again my sense of family obligations have always been skewed. Lacking the proper support from family, my friends by extension have become my family and support. This very issue has caused some friction between me and The Honey. His whole life has revolved around family and I think he is having some issues dealing with the distance. I miss my friends. My family are like friends more than family. My friends are more like family. Hmm, opposites strike again.

Love you dear-heart!