The Power of some words

Have I ever mentioned what an incredible family I have? Well I do. Now don’t get me wrong, some of us have a few screws loose, but we love each other with a love that runs much deeper than the blood we share. I was reminded of that today when I was paying my respects for someone very special to my uncle and aunt. I thought I was going to show them my support and love, but instead my uncle did that for me. We were standing in the lobby, and to be honest I was nervous. For one thing this was only my third funeral. And for another, I didn’t know what to say, to show support. What do you say? I am sorry? It will be okay? You are going to be fine? The truth is I hated when people told me that after Pops died. They seemed so scripted. My uncle was talking to my parents, and when he turned to Allie and me. I was so afraid of saying the wrong thing, but then out of no where he said hi and he called us his blog buddies. He told us how much he enjoyed keeping up with our stories. He said that he looks often to see if we have written anything, and told us to keep them coming. I was so shocked and dumb founded that I don’t think I responded. I couldn’t believe he liked what I had to say. I just kept thinking wow! I sure do love you!. My uncle and I have always had assort of love hate relationship. We are always cracking jokes on each other. It doesn’t help that we are from a family of notorious teasers, so it is a rare moment when there is true sentiment. That left me thinking it is so funny how are words and actions can impact someone so much without us even knowing it. He probably has no idea how much it meant to me that he enjoys my craziness’. It reminded me of a time when I was younger and my aunt and uncle were getting ready to leave after a weekend visit. I am still not sure why, but I was really upset. I mean the tears were flowing, and I may have it wrong, but I remember my uncle going to the store and getting me this huge Beauty and the Beast puzzle. Like I said before we had a love hate relationship, and while this was not out of character for my aunt Jackie who is the sweetest woman on earth; she was even sweet when she was scolding us. It was for him. When he gave it to me it was like Christmas came. I sat and worked on it for hours, and couldn’t wait to show it to them when they came back into town. He probably doesn’t remember that either, but it was another time in my life where his actions made me feel special and loved. To bad for him that after that gift the love hate act didn’t work, because I knew without a doubt that he like me, and the truth was I liked him too. I now know what I should have said to my aunt and uncle today. I love you! Those words are really powerful. It can’t take their hurt away and it isn’t making false promises of healing. It is simply reminding them that they are loved and special, especially to me. Thanks Uncle Doug for your sweet words. I love You, Jackie, Lauren, and Chance so much. I hope that I will go out and use my words of love and my smile more often. Because you never know whose day you might make better by just simply saying something kind and from the heart. I love you all and hope your day is spectacular.



Oh and Doug if you are reading, just so you don’t think this is too mushy, That first part about some of us having screws loose. I think we both know who that is!!!! HA.