November 1st, 2025 at 10:17pm, I got a text that said: “Your Uncle died today.” I reread it like my eyes were glitching. Like if I stared long enough the words would rearrange into something else. My uncle. Gone. Just… done. No more. Death is like that sometimes. Sometimes you feel it approaching, & other times it’s spontaneous. It just drops into your life. And even though I wasn’t extremely close with my uncle, I started crying immediately. Not just because he was gone… but because in that moment I felt myself coming face-to-face with something we all have to deal with eventually whether we want to think about it…