We lost. Yes, we lost. My precious Sox boys lost to Tampa Bay in Game Seven. Ok, while I am disappointed in the outcome, our team proved yet again to the world that we are a phenomenal team. For all you skeptics that say, "SHE never liked baseball before...." I am hooked. When the team hurts, I hurt. We played some damn good ball this postseason, and that we can be proud of. Besides, I guess we should give someone else a chance to get to the World Series every once in a while.
On to something else. This blog I follow, Confessions of a CF Husband, (check it out if you haven't yet) had some depressing news today. To make a long story short (just read the blog!), Tricia has Cystic Fibrosis and she is not doing well. She has some tumors and the docs at Duke think they have spread. I am quite depressed about this, and I wish with all my might that Tricia receive better news soon.
Also, this month is Breast Cancer Month, as well as Premature Babies Month. Both subjects are near and dear to my heart. I lost someone that was a mother figure to breast cancer and I lost a premature baby. October is a rough month all the way around. My husband lost his mother on Halloween four years ago. Send some love our way this October.
On a joyful note, Savannah is running. And talking. And, since she is MY child, she is LOUD! She says all sorts of things that only she understands, but she says OW! when she falls, and she says No for everything else. I love my girls! Samantha continues to do good in school and be a social, albeit too talkative, butterfly.
Here we go into the cold....marching straight into my favorite time of year, fall. Pictures will be posted soon. I am waiting for my beautiful new laptop to be delivered!