Have you ever just waited for something? There was nothing else you could do but wait for something to happen or something to come. Before a baby is born, we wait. We wait with baited breath to know if it is a boy or a girl. We want to know if the baby is healthy and has all their fingers and toes. We also wait for people to die, especially when we know they are sick. Instead of baited breath, we breathe heavier or hold our breaths. We say goodbye not knowing if that was the last one, but knowing that eventually, it will be.
I’m currently waiting. Unfortunately, it is not for a baby to be born. My godfather/uncle is sick; he is dying. All I can do is wait. Wait for that moment when earth loses one more good soul. Wait for that moment when I will go completely numb from the amount of pain I will feel. The worst part is, after the waiting, life will go on.
As much as I wish life would just pause in this moment, it continues while I’m waiting. I don’t wait alone either. As Italians, we have been taught to be there together through every hardship. So, we wait together. We wait for this man we love to leave this earth, to finally be at peace, and to finally be in no more pain.
Maybe it is selfish of me, but I don’t want him to go. His life is ending way too fast. He had an amazing life, don’t get me wrong. His kids are the best, his grandkids at least got to know him for a good chunk of time, but he’s still missing out. He is missing my sister’s wedding and my potential future wedding. He is missing the baptism of his grandbabies. And other life events that someone his age should have still been able to see.
All I can do is wait. More and more my heart breaks as I know the waiting will end soon. I know that death is a part of the cycle of life. We come on this earth for only a short while. Who knows why some people visit longer than others on this planet, but it is not our true homes. Those with faith know there is more than this life. I know when the waiting is over, my uncle will be in a better place. His true home is ready for him to return.
Although if I could I would change the circumstances completely, but since I can do nothing but wait, I will also be grateful. I am so grateful that I was chosen to be a part of my uncle’s family. That I was able to love him in this lifetime. That he was there for me if I ever needed anything and that he loved me so much. He was a joy in my life. He will be missed so much.
To all my loved ones in heaven, make sure to have a delicious Italian dinner for my uncle when he gets there. I know he will really enjoy that…