Moved beyond words...





Hello Ho's
It's Tugboat here live from my comfortable suite in Las Vegas.

Those who read my blog know that I've recently become a divorcee and have decided to live out my life as Hazel here for my lil sis.

Every now and then I'm reminded just what a wonderful life I've been blessed with.

Just today as I sat on my bed answering phone calls from the California Highway Patrol and numerous insurance companies concerning Bill and his incident this weekend, I felt life just couldn't get any worse.

Out of nowhere Number 9's oldest boy wonders into my room and lays a book on my bed then leisurely leaves the room.
On any other occasion I probably would have just glanced through the book and congratulated him on a job well done. But there is something about this book that catches my eye. It's a recipe book. Could it be he is hinting that there might be something inside he would like me to cook up? Turning past the second page I stare down to see that this book has been dedicated to Me, and everything else becomes a blur.

Do I have to tell you just how very touched I was? Ho's I began to cry sitting there looking at all the handwritten recipes and beautiful art work done all by him then lovingly given to me, his Uncle. I was moved beyond words.

Any of you that follow my blog regularly know about Jordan , and just how wonderful a football player he is. Last year I broke every law to man, and physics to make it to his first year of football every Saturday.
Even at 10 yrs old, He is unflappable and a gentle soul my Mom would have been proud of. He is strong, smart, and most importantly dedicated to family.
Seeing him grow and mature into a fine young man has brought me more joy than ol' Tug could possibly put here on this post.
I'm honored to be someone he can look up to. It's something that makes me proud to be called Uncle Sam.
I am blessed. truly blessed.

Comments

mrs.missalaineus said…
i've made those books with my class before and the kids put their heart and soul into publishing them- your nephew did a wonderful job because it looks AWESOME.

xxalainaxx

screw the i-phone. i'm waiting for the o-phone upgrade
April 28, 2010 at 2:35 AM
kayce. said…
awwww ~ what a sweet and caring nephew! you ARE lucky, tug. <3
April 28, 2010 at 2:51 AM
Tawnya said…
That is really cool!! You have a very sweet nephew and he loves his uncle very much!!

come visit me at http://diaryofawimpywoman.blogspot.com
April 28, 2010 at 4:45 AM
the dogs' mother said…
And he is blessed with you and your dedication to him. So many of the boys I work with don't have a man who cares about them in their lives.
April 28, 2010 at 5:38 AM
David Dust said…
You brought a tear to my eye, Sis!

XOXOXOXOXO
April 28, 2010 at 7:21 AM
Ken Riches said…
Wonderful entry Uncle Sam.
April 28, 2010 at 5:58 PM
Joy said…
That's so sweet! I'm glad you two have each other in your family. You're such a wonderful uncle! (and brother and friend and "nephew")
April 29, 2010 at 11:12 PM
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