…,…,…This is a Communication Update…,…,…
(Lots of punctuation marks so that you know it is me)
It’s only taken an hour to type this out, (to here!) so those that know my condition know that it is only me that could type this.
I am listening to a great deal of music these days. Right now I’m listening to Iris DeMent sing “Let the Mystery Be”. The song is my anthem. It sings about loss of life, never about loss of love. That is something I’ve never run out of, love. Knowing I’m not out of love is something they (my family) made clear to me thru this year & many years in the past. How did I get so lucky?
Some of you don’t know me, in that, I love Rugby Football.
It saved my life, literally. No really, it, the game, saved my life. I was knocking around the bottom of the dregs of life. Trying to decide if there was honor in living a life that was rooted in having “half a life”.
Make no mistake, I was okay. I was strategically pointed in the right direction, the “strategery” was something forced upon me (don’t you miss things that came with the innocence of youth).
But it got me motivated to do better with my life. That is what I owe rugby football, & owe it, & owe it. Two years were taken off to use them for rugby, schooling, rugby, love, rugby, etc., etc. I joined rugby in the spring of 1975, played 2 yrs for Charlotte Rugby Club, 2 yrs for ECU Rugby.
When I returned from East Carolina with a degree, I had no job prospects, & no love in my life. It was great!! When I returned to Charlotte Rugby Club, Tom D. was taking the club to new heights, and the game had sped up!
Oh, & I met a cute blond along the way, Peggy. I don’t know why she chose me, but she did. Let me say here, LUCKY ME!!! (I didn’t tell her everything, 😉 but I have now) That was the most fun I ever had. Falling in LOVE. I hope you have felt it, knowing you will wake up and someone forgives you your sins.