Uncle John, you're amazing. (:
I have so many memories of you.
Whether they were happy, silly or just simply hilarious.

I can't believe you're being taken away from us.
You've been fighting your battle for years and years and years.
You are so strong, we're all very proud. :)

My most distant memory of you..
Was when you were in your wheelchair.
You didn't care though; you just smiled your head off.
That's the first and last memory I have of you actually able to move.
Then you got worse, and were confined to your bed.
And you've stayed there ever since, basically. :/
I always used to come and visit you, and talk about my school week.
I loved coming to see you. :D

Now you've gotten a lot worse.
We don't know how long you've got left.
The most horrible part?
I'm not even allowed to see you, I can't say goodbye. :/
You've lost your memory, you can't remember anyone.
Not even Aunty Grace. :(

People keep asking if I'm okay.
I keep having these really quiet moments where I just wanna sit and cry. "/
I thought I was having a stupid typical Nicki moment.
One of my moodswings, that I absolutely hate.
But I've realised the real reason why.
It's cause I keep having flashbacks of you.
I'm gonna miss you so much.
But I'm gonna think of it like this:
You are such a fighter, but now you won't have to suffer anymore. :)

So I'm gonna make sure, as long as you have, we make it happy for you.
Uncle John, I love you. :)