September Acres

Soccer isn't the most boring sport on the planet after all. I mean, look at these players. Actually, there was a time, way back in the day , that I kind of liked it. We lived in Scotland for a few years when I was younger where soccer, I mean 'football', is a big deal. I think I was 11 or 12 the summer my friend Diana came to visit. Unbeknownst to either of us her visit coincided with a soccer tournament taking place in our little town . A soccer tournament that brought boys our age over from America. They must have been there for a couple of weeks. We followed those boys everywhere, including watching all their games. We could walk just about everywhere in town and if we couldn't we took a cab. Can you imagine letting your daughter catch a cab across town with friends at 11? We got to be friends with the boys on the team and Diana & I even 'liked' 2 of them. We were pen pals with these guys for a little while. Until the novelty wore off, I guess...

I have always believed that people come into our lives for a reason. The good people and the bad people. We may never know why but that's what I believe. Some are here for a season, some forever. I have mentioned in the past my husband's horrible snoring. Horrible. And Scary. He has recently been diagnosed with sleep apnea . It was a long road getting to the diagnosis. Like most men he doesn't like to go to the doctor (who does?) He had a check up about 5-6 years ago and he saw the urologist for infertility issues & for a vasectomy (ironic, huh?) His family practice doc, Dr. W, moved practices and she was the only doctor in town he would see, other than the urologist. So after much time I got all the paperwork in order to have him see Dr. W again. He saw her a couple of months ago and she sent him to a Sleep Center where they diagnosed him with sleep apnea and arranged to get a CPAP machine for him. In order to diagnose my husband with sleep apnea he had to spend the ...

The past week has been just too much. Really busy, lots going on here. Some of it good, some not so much. In less than a week I have found out that two friends have passed away. One was a friend, T, from high school. He was the nicest guy, every one's friend. I never remember him being anything but kind to anyone and he was always fun to be around. A bunch of us had recently reconnected on facebook . He married his high school sweetheart and they were still married, with 2 daughters and a grand daughter. I am not sure how he died although I know he had been in the hospital for a few days and died there. His service was this past Thursday and I am sad to have missed it but it was on the east coast and it just wasn't possible to attend. A group of friends did go and enjoyed catching up with each other but wished that T could have been with them. I found a certain amount of irony in the fact that he died on Valentine's Day, this man who married his high school sweetheart - a ...