After 7 months of rehab, my Uncle Ben decided to go for a walk, which was to be his last.  I don’t know all the details, but from what I was told during his walk he fell and hit his head causing massive bleeding and swelling inside his head.

 

I wish there was more I can do for my Mom, my aunt, and my cousins. 

 

My Uncle came to the U.S. for the first last June.  I’m glad though that he had a chance to come to the U.S. to see what it is like here, and that his almost 20 or so years of petitioning and applying for a visa wasn’t wasted.

 

My dear Uncle Ben, may you find your way to the gates of heaven and find eternal rest and peace.