Preparing for the worst

I’m trying to remain positive, but everyone is telling me to prepare for the worst. That’s a hard thing to balance. where do you even begin.
I don’t know.
My Uncle has taken a turn for the worst, decisions need to be made …
I just can’t believe this is happening. I mean, we all knew it would come but not like this, not so soon.

Why are there always things left unsaid though?
Even in my family, who I thought was sooo close, he has no idea how much he means to all of us and the place that he holds in our hearts.

I’m holding on to hope.