Today our family says goodbye, for now, to an incredible man. One who brought joy, laughter, love and an affection for swiss cake rolls and the game of poker, which is now a family tradition.
Becoming part of a massive family was incredibly nerve wrecking at first, I remember my first time meeting everyone and thinking, gah...why are there so many people!?! So of course out of nerves I went to pour myself some of Grandmas disgustingly dry wine, which because of my shaking hand I spilled some on the table. This act was followed by and awkwardly loud "shit balls". Uncle Rusty was standing right next to me, hands in his khaki shorts and grinning ear to ear, where he then said...in all seriousness "We don't speak like that in our family" I then looked at him in horror and said. "F***". We then both broke out in laughter and that was how our friendship and uncle niece relationship continued for the last 12 years.
I will forever miss our banter, your random text messages about how I need to stop rambling on my social media post, your sly smile, but most of all the way you showed me how to love my family and kids more than anything.
I promise to continue to love hard and laugh loud.
Until we meet again...where I will be bringing your damn table back!