Whether I like it or not, God has thrown me another curve ball without a bat in hand. Is it scary? Yes. Is it my first curve ball? No nor will it be my last. All I can do is not complain, dust off the dirt and shake it off. Now it’s time to regroup and rebuild which can be a big pain in my ass. Figure out a new game plan and take more chances. Change is good, so they say. And dying leaves brings winter’s peace. I’m too stubborn to give in and give up which I’m not sure is a curse or a blessing. So anyway, pick a better bat and get back in the game Vanida because “There’s No Crying in Baseball!”
Keep your head up and only look down for the occasional man hole.