Uncle Ray’s Full Parking Lot: When Love Arrives Only After Death

you’re reading this, you finally came to my house.

I wish it didn’t take my death to make that happen, but I’m still glad you’re here.

I want you to know something before you drown in regret:

I don’t need you to be perfect.

I needed you to be present.

You were always waiting for a day when you had more time.

Here’s the cruel part: you will never “have more continue reading …