Sometimes you just can’t reference people by their given names and you can draw your own conclusions about that. Nothing is wrong with that concept; sometimes names need to be changed to protect the innocent. 😉
I first met Butch several years ago. Immediately impressed with Butch’s sense of humor, smile, obvious love of life and all things orange, I knew that we would be friends for a long time. Our visits have been scattered but rest assured there was always laughter with a little critiquing about food, weather, opinions, etc. Other obligations meant that these visits usually were brief but a lot can be said in a short amount of time.
Fast forward a little and laughter and smiles becomes tears and concern. Anxiety and worry have tried to settle in but family and friends are trying to keep anxiety and worry at bay. Not going to bring Butch down. Too many prayer warriors; so much love. Those bothers can just move on out of here. Not gonna have it if at all possible.
Next Saturday will be filled with anticipation and hope. Spirits will be high, friends and family will gather around in support of their team. Old friendships will be rekindled and acquaintances will become friends. Tailgates become feasts, stories are told and memories are made. Working together, that which could be challenging becomes easy and much can be accomplished.
This type of comaraderie is evident in so many situations. People come together to help others because they care. That is what friends and family do…it isn’t necessary to ask or wish…it just comes naturally, sometimes when least expected. It happens because people care. Butch, the militia is coming together to help so just be gracious and say thank you. 🙂
Now go get ‘em!