a 'tribute' to an uncle

I have this uncle.. whom I rarely met in my lifetime.. a few glimpses here and there while visiting grams (a.k.a grandmother) at her house when she was still around... and a more impressionable few times at grams' passing. For some reason, he never liked mingling with his siblings... not to even mention his eventual nieces and nephews.. 

Once in a blue moon, we would hear mentions from mum about his womanising ways.. Honestly, not a great way to remember an uncle by. Unfortunately, it has become the only memory worth remembering. 

Just a few days ago, he lost the battle with cancer and left the world to join grams. I attended his wake on the last day, and that was pretty much it. No flashbacks, no feelings, nothing. Even his own siblings had their reservations. 

Well, I saw a glimpse of how it would be like on my deathbed/funeral if I were to stubbornly deny my future niece/nephew into my life, and one thing for certain, I don't like it. x.X