Bond that binds

My 2nd Uncle is more that just an uncle to me. He was the one who changed my diapers, fed me milk, watched over me when I was sick, comforted me when I cried, punished me when I was naughty. He was the one I go running to in my early childhood days whenever I was distressed. He was the superman of my early childhood who could solve all my childhood problems. I was the crybaby that he mothered. His mere presence can always make me smile. He is both my nanny and a second father to me. I love him like a father without compromising my love for my own father. 

I had a dream recently. I was clinging on to him crying and woke up in a cold swear. Feeling apprehensive, I popped over for a visit and was happy and relieved to see him looking well. He was sleeping peacefully. Just glazing at him sleeping there, watching him breathing makes me feel comforted and warmed to my heart. I felt like the young girl I was, running to my 2nd uncle for comfort. I realised no matter how things changed, some bonds will always be there. My 2nd uncle may not be able to recognise us now but just his mere presence is enough to offer me comfort and strength. Maybe my dream was a manifest of my unconscious mind seeking comfort from the one man who never failed to comfort me.

I love you, 2nd Uncle. You must stay well and healthy.