I have been blessed with aunts and uncles in my own life that feel more like friends or a second set of parents and it’s them that I want to honor with my own role of aunt. I hope to be fun when life gets too serious for this little Caley and I hope to be a listening ear when loneliness takes over. I want to see his* eyes light up when I walk in the room and to hear his stories when he can’t find the words to tell his parents. But most of all, I hope to show him another side of his mom.
I hope that through me he gets to see the beautiful friend his mother is. I hope that when he hears my sister and I laughing way too hard over a bottle of wine and the Dixie Chicks blaring in the background, he sees the person his mother is – fun and good-hearted. And when she isn’t listening well because she is busy or she snaps at him far too quickly, I hope I have the patience to remind him of how successful his mother is outside of their home too.
*I am defaulting to calling the baby a "him" in this piece for simplicity!
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