Over the weekend, one of my uncles, Danny passed away. He was 58.

His sudden death caught most of us off guard as he had a heart attack that took his life in the next hour.

None of us had the chance to see and talk to him for the last time. And that was sad.

If anything, it served as a good reminder to cherish every moment with my loved ones when they’re around me.

At least I can take some comfort that my last memories with him were over a few laughs that we briefly exchanged early this year.

Since young, my late uncle Danny had been my favourite uncle. I guess I liked him because he was fun-loving and had this ‘bad boy’ image.

Now he’s gone. He’ll be missed.

“In the end, it’s not the years in your life that count. It’s the life in your years” ~ Abraham Lincoln.