I can still hear your goofy laugh.
Rather, I wish I could. You always knew how to crack me up within seconds. There was so much joy when we were together. When I fantasize about the old days, I imagine us playing cards at Mimi's house in Maryland. We played cards a lot, didn't we? War? Poker? Insignificant details. Whatever we played, I don't remember ever losing even though I'm sure I did. A lot. You never made me feel like a loser. I always felt special and loved in your presence. You had such a kind spirit. I think those card games were my favorite moments with you because we were in our own little world, and how lucky I felt to share that world with you. I was so young, and you --with your charm and great hair-- I thought you were the coolest guy in the world. My beautiful mom's baby brother. Uncle Kendrick, I'm older now and I realize how much we had in common. Did you know that I also struggled with depression? It was so bad that I wanted to escape life too. I almost tried. I was so dark inside but knew how to cover it up, just like you. What a struggle it was to feel so alone and hopeless. You know what I'm talking about. But guess what, Uncle Kendrick? I asked for help and I'm happy now. While I wish you had done the same, I know that you weren't in the right state of mind when you took your life from us. Today is your 50th birthday and I wish you were still in my world. We had so much in common. I love you, Uncle Kendrick.