<p style="text-align:center;"><strong>&#8220;It&#8217;s in times of sorrow and grief that we cling to those we hold the dearest.&#8221;</strong></p>
<p style="text-align:left;"> I have a confession to make&#8230; I lied to you. If you&#8217;ve kept up with the blog then you may recall the very first post I wrote that talked about my cousin Ken. If you haven&#8217;t read it, here is the link. (<a title="The Beginning…" href="http://queentoqueens.com/2014/06/05/2/" target="_blank">http://queentoqueens.com/2014/06/05/2/</a>) In the post I discussed how I learned the true importance of telling my loved ones that I love them&#8230; or at least I thought I did.</p>
<p style="text-align:left;">On September 11th, one of my uncles passed and although I played it cool when my mother told me, inside my heart shattered. I went to the park that night and sat for about an hour trying to wrap my mind around this piece of unwanted news. As cars passed and people jogged by, I felt angry. Here I was suffering silently, and the world around me just kept going. I kept myself busy during the days leading up to the funeral to avoid the nagging feeling deep down. But when Friday came, I couldn&#8217;t avoid it any longer; it was time to say our goodbyes.</p>
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<p style="text-align:left;">As I stood by him, I couldn&#8217;t help but think about how many times I&#8217;d been in that same funeral home for other family members. Each time I&#8217;ve always wished I&#8217;d have done more. What if I would have called? What if I wouldn&#8217;t have been too busy to visit? What if? I&#8217;ll never truly know the answers to those questions, and it may bother me for a long time. But, I just hope this isn&#8217;t a lesson that I have to be taught again; to love my family with every fiber of my being. I want to give them all that I have to give while I can, because eventually all of our names will be called, and I don&#8217;t want to stand in the same place wishing I&#8217;d have done more.

