My uncle Peter passed away earlier today. He had a stroke yesterday & everyone thought he had recovered, but he suffered a brain haemorrhage in the night and slipped into a coma. My mum's really upset, I'm sad, but I wasn't very close to him. I'm more sad for mum. And also feeling strange. Like I looked at his Facebook page after & all these people had written on his wall, stuff like "Hey I will e-mail you those pics" etc, I wondered how many people didn't know he was dead. I wondered what would happen to his profile. Then I thought about, if he had achieved all that he had wanted to in life. Don't wait for life to happen. x