Emotional writing

always been more dependent on his elder brother then his younger brother. On the third week after returning back from India uncle finally called my dad and told him to come to Mombassa because he cannot handle it he is really sick and tired. So my dad and me flew to Mombassa while my mom and my brother stayed behind, as there weren’t enough seats on the plane. When we reached Mombassa we went straight home and went up stars to greet my uncle, as we went to his room he was brushing his teeth. When my aunt told him that your brother is here he couldn’t remember that he had a brother. My uncle was so weak he would hardly eat, all he did was rest. My uncle does not like doctors or hospitals, but we had to take him, he screamed and shouted because he does not want to go. The doctors put him in ICU. Straightaway. Even in his sleep he was shouting my grandma’s name. My uncle loved his mother so much. We called a chartered plane from India to take my uncle to India for further treatment, but the plane arrived two days later. The plane was not fully equipped it was not an ICU plane that our uncle would travel all the way to India in. So we called another plane from South Africa, which arrived in a day, it was fully equipped. The ambulance came and took our uncle from the hospital and into the ICU plane. All our cousins and my uncles and aunts watched our uncle put into the plane and strapped in by the doctors and nurses .we all had the feeling that our uncle will return and smile at us again and everything will be back to normal. Next day morning we had to get out cousins ready for school because their mother was in India for some health check up and my uncle’s wife and her daughter also went with my uncle on the plane to India. On the way to India on the ICU plane my uncle had a few problems, but then he was stabilized. But he was still in comma. My cousins left for school, and my fathers sister and her husband came home we though they had just come to visit us me and my mom were down stairs and my brother and my dad and my cousin were upstairs sleeping. My father’s sister told us that 5:30 our uncle passed away, the doctors tried as hard as they could to save him, but his body gave up. Then my aunt went up stairs to tell my dad the news. My aunt held my fathers hand and told him the news, my dad collapsed, and he cried, that was the first time I ever saw my dad cry, it hurt me even more to see my dad cry then my mom, maybe because I never seen my dad cry and this was the first time. Dad was screaming and shouting saying, ‘I have lost my brother, what am I going to do with out him, he was my pillar, now who will support me’ we then woke his son up who was sleeping with my brother in a room when we told him that your father has passed away.  We all went down stairs in the sitting room, and cried. And my dad was calling all our relatives up and telling them about our uncle’s death. At lunchtime all the elders sat on the table and the kids were on the ground. Our neighbor who is like our family was sitting next to my mom when she fainted on my mom’s shoulder, we picked her up and laid her on the sofa, suddenly she started speaking in our uncles voice that passed. He said to my cousin that you’re the man of the family and that you have to take care of your mom and sister. He also told my dad to take care of his family. And finally he said that whenever you need me just think of me and I will be there. And don’t forget me cause I will never forget you.