Sunday morning I traveled out to Daddy's house to see Bug's cast and how she was doing with it. She is having a little bit of trouble eating and writing because it is on her right hand and this is the dominant hand. By mid afternoon I had left my Dad's and was oiled up and in the pool with my family, who were all sitting on pins and needles listening to NHRA's live coverage of the race in Topeka, Kansas where my Uncle Clay was racing his Top Fuel Dragster. I got the first text from my Uncle before I even got out of bed that morning, the second came as I was leaving my Dad's house, and I got to hear the live broadcast from the pool before the text ever even came. The tension was electric and almost tangible. As he raced through the rounds becoming victorious with each one, we were pleasantly surprised and very hopeful that yesterday was going to be "THE" day. He has been so close to getting his first NHRA win but each time it was snatched from him. As much as we wanted it and as much as MPE racing must want it, fate wasn't on his side yesterday. To me there is no doubt at all that one day will be his day and I believe that it will be very soon. We even joked and said that maybe he's waiting on Memphis. Wow, wouldn't that be amazing for him to win at his home track with all this family accessible for what would be a REALLY big party. It was so awesome for us to get to share that moment together. Nana sat on the deck, Dee Dee walked while wringing her hands back and forth, Momma had to get up and out of the pool so that she could jump, sit, stand, and scream. I was, inexplicably, content with sitting on the steps of the pools while in the water crossing my fingers and saying prayers. Overall, I think we needed to be with each other. Just this weekend someone pointed out to me that our family is much like a clique. We call constantly and see each other as much as we can because we want to not because we feel obligated. It's so nice to have what we have. Love you guys. Until next time, have a good Monday and keep your fingers crossed for us on Sundays.





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