yellowducky's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Slow Day At the Shelter My Uncle's passing wasn't unexpected, but it was still a shock. My mom has five brothers, and they all play a huge roll in my life. They have always been there protecting us; big, strong, indestructible. I knew he was dying, I just never thought he actually would. *************************************** Before the more important family events took place, a less momentous, but still noteworthy incident occurred. Wednesday night I went with the girl's to play basketball. It was the tournament. I am not any good. In fact, I'm really quite wretched at it. However, things worked out that the team would have to forfeit if I didn't come play. I told them I could come run up and down the court with them and do my best. That was good enough for everybody. I showed up and the referee was standing in the middle of the court. Guess who he was? My more long-standing readers might remember the Jerk Fighfighter! That's right folks. You thought you'd heard the last of him. Maybe that's because he got married December 21st, the day he wanted to marry me. Now, I'm sure you're wondering how I reacted to this little trauma. Let me tell you. I pulled on all my acting abilities and didn't let him know that it fazed me at all. In fact, I pretended it took me a little while to recognize him. And wasn't it a good thing that one of my really good buddies was there to support me and cheer me on :). Nobody knew there was a thing wrong. As soon the game was over however, I went over to a friend's house (gross and disgustingly sweaty as I was) and vented. In the process of venting I realized something. I wasn't really as upset as I thought I was. In fact, I was finally ready to stop being mad at him for the mean things he'd said to me, and for cheating on me. It turned out to be a really good thing that he was my ref. It was a release. I can move on. I'm no longer mad at him. There was a time that just seeing him would have knocked me back a few steps in my path to giving up my controlling ways. Not any more baby! It's the new and improved Ducky. ************************************** Tonight I'm hanging with LifeBlood and Eden. Wahoo! For those of you unfamiliar with these two--you're missing out. They are two of my favorite people! 12:27 p.m. - February 01, 2003 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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