Senior Night
Tonight was our last dance performance at Anderson University's basketball game, and it was also senior night. The night where our parents come, escort us to the court, and we are announced and honored as seniors. I'm not much into all that stuff, but tonight I had to hold back some tears. I'm growing up, achieving so many things, and no one is really here to see it. I was the only senior that didn't have a parent to escort me, I walked by myself. It didn't bother me that much, I walked through the cheerleaders, smiled, and shrugged my shoulders. Everyone thought it was cute, and I was fine by it... I mean, it's totally understandable that my parents have to work... and that they don't want to see each other again. That's quite alright. But when I went to shake my coaches hand (whom I'm not too fond of), she looked me in the eye and said "where are your parents?" and I told her they couldn't make it... and then she said it looked bad and I should have gotten someone else to do it. Gee thanks woman... way to make me feel comfortable. Whatever. But that's not what really made me upset.
Whenever something important happens in my life, I can't stop but think about Ronnie. He was like a Dad for me... always there. He supported me 100% in all my decisions. He gave me my first cell phone, paid for my first tank of gas, was the first to take me to olive garden, the biltmore house, first horse race, he moved me into college my freshman year, went to all my games, converted me to be a clemson fan, introduced me to french bread, took me on a summer beach trip every year, and so many other memories. I wish he were there tonight. He loved me so much, and I miss him. With the money he gave me when he died, I was able to live my life basically. It helped me pay for my car, my wedding, living expenses, dental school applications, and so many other things. He's gone, dead, yet he's still here cheering me on. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't be where I am today. I miss him so much, and I can help but cry when memorable things happen in my life. I wanted him to be part of my wedding... to meet my fiance, Greg. To "approve" of him... he told me he didn't want me to even date a guy until he was approved. Oh how I miss Ronnie. My Uncle Ronnie... may you rest in peace. I love you and miss you so much. Thank you for all you've done and for what you continue to do.
Whenever something important happens in my life, I can't stop but think about Ronnie. He was like a Dad for me... always there. He supported me 100% in all my decisions. He gave me my first cell phone, paid for my first tank of gas, was the first to take me to olive garden, the biltmore house, first horse race, he moved me into college my freshman year, went to all my games, converted me to be a clemson fan, introduced me to french bread, took me on a summer beach trip every year, and so many other memories. I wish he were there tonight. He loved me so much, and I miss him. With the money he gave me when he died, I was able to live my life basically. It helped me pay for my car, my wedding, living expenses, dental school applications, and so many other things. He's gone, dead, yet he's still here cheering me on. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't be where I am today. I miss him so much, and I can help but cry when memorable things happen in my life. I wanted him to be part of my wedding... to meet my fiance, Greg. To "approve" of him... he told me he didn't want me to even date a guy until he was approved. Oh how I miss Ronnie. My Uncle Ronnie... may you rest in peace. I love you and miss you so much. Thank you for all you've done and for what you continue to do.