Mixed Emotions Monday

What a fun weekend! We had a really good time at the game even though it was colder then heck. They lost though so that was kind of a bummer. Oh well... Dave had fun and that is all that matters. We got lots and lots of walking in and I kept my eating under control. I had a Grilled Ahi Tuna sandwich for dinner and had some peanuts and a few Dibs and that was it. I did have two sangrias when we arrived.

Yesterday it poured rain all day. We got up, had a nice breakfast and then went to the gym and pool. I actually hopped on the elliptical and did 2 minutes which doesn't like much but it was huge for me. I have never been able to do it for any length of time so that was a big step. I also had a suit on which is another big step for me. I was stepping out of my comfort zone for sure. Sat in the jacuzzi for a little while and then headed up to the room and then we went to Wal-Mart. I got Dave some things he needed and I also got him a DVD player for our bedroom. It was only $35! I did not realize they had come down that far in price. Yay!

Today is the 11th anniversary of my father's death. It was a Tuesday night at 8:32 p.m when he died. He was scheduled for bypass surgery and died the night before! He was an otherwise healthy man. He did not smoke, drink or even drink coffee. He ate healthy and was not overweight. However, there was heart disease in his family. My father, Edward, aka "Eagle" was born in 193o in Chicago, IL. He met my mom in high school but they actually dated other people at that time. He was a jock and she was a cheerleader. He played minor league baseball after high school but he got drafted to Korea at 19. He was shot in the war and became a paraplegic due to a spinal cord injury. After he came home from the war he and my mom got close and they fell in love and married. They were not able to have children so they adopted my brother and I. He is 5 years older then me. They moved to California and adopted me. He became involved in a National organization called P.V.A. and he was also on committees for the V.A. which helped with accessibility and funding for spinal cord injury research. He even attended a number of Presidential Inauguration's. He had a wonderful life albeit his disability. He was a proud man and always had a smile on his face. He and my mom traveled all over the U.S. He took my mom to Maui every summer and they were married 43 years when he died in '99. He made his mark on this world and it was his time to go. I came to peace with his death through my faith and knowing that God had a purpose in taking him when he did. He loved me like no one else and I miss him dearly. I love you Pops!

Until next time...