This post is about a couple months late but it's been hard for me to deal with the loss of my Great Uncle Bernie.What a phenomenal guy, the cancer he had took him quick the last time I saw him I never imagined in a 100 years that not even a week later I'd lose the man who was my partner in crime with getting cookies at Grandmas and made me laugh,would tell me fishing stories and even took me fishing once with him and my Grandpa.
I'll never forget that day I was so excited I was finally going fishing with Grandpa and Uncle Bernie well I out fished both of them and even caught a bullhead fish. I'll never forget us just laughing having a great time on the boat in the middle of Duck Lake. That is one of my fondest memories of him! It really hit me hard because I wasn't expecting to lose him neither was anyone else but the definition of Bernie Harper was he was a fighter!
The poem they put in the life pamphlet
"God knew that you were suffering,that the hills were hard to climb,so He gently closed your eyelids, and whispered "peace be thine". In tears we watched you sinking, we watched you fade away. Our hearts were nearly broken,you fought so hard to stay. But when we saw you sleeping, so peaceful, free from pain, we could not wish you back, to suffer that again. It broke our hearts to see you go, but you did not go alone. For part of us went with you, the day God called you home." You may say he was just your great uncle. But we had this special little bond that I will never forget! I love you Uncle Bernie and miss you so much! But just like it said in that poem I'd never wish him back in the pain he was in! I'll always keep the memories we shared near and dear to my heart! 1.24.14 forever in my heart! I've got a very special angel looking over me from Heaven!
He was the one who could get away with asking me if I had a boyfriend yet and we'd just start laughing hysterically and he could call me Kid and I wouldn't get mad. Oh the memories at Grandmas you'd always somehow know when we were eating so you'd eat with us. Oh and I will never forget the first time I called you Uncle Bernie instead of Uncle Bernard we were at Grandmas and I answered the door and came in the house and said it's just Uncle Bernie! For me that was monumental because I would just call you Uncle Bernard because I was taught to respect my elders! I think of you often especially when we are at Grandmas house! Love you lots! Xoxo