Godmothers

I have had two in my life. My Aunt Denni was the godmother who stood by my side as my parents baptized me into the church. Next to her stood Uncle Tim who I guess would be my Godfather. I am not sure if it really works that way but I think it does. How cool of a title is that?

When I was about four years old Aunt Denni passed away from breast cancer. The technology and medicine we have now is so much far advanced than what we had back then. I do not remember her very well because I was very little when she passed. I know she was a bigger lady. She always had a smile on her face, even when she was in her wheelchair because she was going through chemo therapy.

My Uncle Tim remarried a few years later so technically he is not my Uncle anymore. He is only by marriage. Although because he is my cousin Sandy's dad I will probably always call him Uncle. It only makes sense, you know? There was a lot of drama involving the lady he remarried. Unfortunately, growing up, we were unable to see Sandy as much as I would have liked.

Now that we are older I realize how much Sandy and I have in common. It makes me happy. We always have a good time when we see each other. While I do not know her as well as I should I like to think I know her pretty well. We have a lot of similar interests and think very similarily. Crazy right?

Now to my second Godmother. She is the one who gave me this topic. She is my Aunt Bobbi. She is a very nice woman who will do anything for anyone. I love having her in my life. She battled with breast cancer a few years ago and came out a survivor. That is partly because of all the new medicine and what now.

I have an amazing family and would not want to replace them ever! We are loud, obnoxious at times, but we have fun. We are there for each other when someone is down. We watch each others backs. We praise each other. Even if someone is in a rough spot we are there for them. There is drama, like in any other family but we get through it.

The time I spend with my aunts and grandma and cousins are the best times I have. We do not need to go anywhere or do anything. We talk, laugh, faurt, burp, etc. We are comfortable around each other because we love each other. Everyone needs to have a family as loving as the one that I have. Whether it is family that you pick due to unfortunate circumstances or the family that you are born into, everyone deserves to have a place to call home. A place where you know your family will be when you need them!