I made a promise to my nieces that I would come to at least one football game this season to watch them perform with the color guard. Last week I was informed that they had one game left this season, so I had to attend. Let me point out the fact that there is nothing in this universe that could ever stop me from keeping a promise that I had made to either one of these girls. So, I went to the game tonight. And, I got to see, the result of an entire season of practice and determination to be the best, in action. I was so proud of them that I sat there in the stands with my chest all swollen out telling everyone within ear shot that the two pretty ones were my nieces. Damned right! I couldn’t love those two any more if they were my own children.
I was there for both of their births. I was there when the little one had to have open heart surgery before she turned 2. I have jumped out of the way of a battery operated Barbie Jeep gone wild when they were toddlers. I have seen numerous concerts and ceremonies in which they were so kind as to invite me to. Sadly, I was the one who had to come to their house the night that their daddy got killed and I wasn’t able to make anything better, all I could do was hold them. And as is commonplace when a family loses a main component, the machine broke down. Over the next year the family had pretty much split into different parts that hated the other sides. All I know is that it was keeping everyone away from two girls who had just lost their father. It was at this point that I stepped in and had a talk with the entire family, minus the girls, I informed them that all of the fighting and bickering was over from this point on. I may have also added something about the fact that I would see that everyone of them was in a nursing home before they hit 70. HEE HEE! What? It worked! This last fourth of July was one of the best ones in years.
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