Just like how I feel as though sometimes I was put on this earth to make people laugh or to somehow feel better about themselves in comparison.... I also feel like I made a convenient excuse for a large section of my "family" to not make it to my wedding. I really am not bitter I just can't help but wonder that even if I'd gotten the invites out earlier than six weeks... would it have just made it a little harder to think of a reason why they couldn't make it. Ever since Col. Roye passed, grandpa, the life blood, we just haven't been able to hold it together. Not even a family reunion. Maybe they do still all talk with each other and make trips and efforts to connect as a family. Maybe I've just been blackballed like they did my mother. My mother, hey, she'll be there. That's all I need. I am a momma's boy after it's all said and done.
Here's to building a new strong family. I love you guys.
Little one kicked the night before last. I felt your foot. Or maybe it was your head. You can use both in soccer you know. So well played little baby, well played.
