I can still remember waking up with my mother telling me that I had a nephew.  she and my sister had snuck off to the hospital without waking me up.  I don't think anything has ever happened to me that has made me happier.
In the past twenty-eight years I have watched him grow into the wonderful guy he is today.  We have traveled the country together as I took him with me to the National Education Association Meetings in the summer time.  
I watched at he grew into a young adult and the man he is now and I could not be prouder of him if he were my own son.  In some cultures the Uncles raise the nephews. In many ways I feel I have helped raise him.  I know that my mother would also be proud of him.  She called him "her immortality" - and she is right.  Through him the good that was her will live on.
Thanks for stopping by.  Hugs and Always Remember That You Are Loved.
 
 
 
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