My beloved uncle sent me a piece to give my opinion on it, he never does that, this is the first time I encountered his writing in my life.
I thought the piece was for a friend of his, and he bragged about me being literate or smth in front of them, so they asked him to make me critique it, after I sent him my opinion, he told me that he wrote it, he was so happy about my praising, I wasn't complimenting him, his writing is surprisingly good and heart wrenching.
It was so out of character for him to talk to me first and send me such a vulnerable thing, he hasn't been himself lately. Tonight, my sister told me that he's dying and asked me to pray for him.
الله يشفيك يا حبيبي شفاء لا يغادر سقمًا ويرد عليك عافيتك.