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What a week?!?  I’ve said that before, huh?

Well, I really mean it this time.  I am emotionally tapped out.  I couldn’t cry if someone paid me.  I reached my limit on tears of joy and tears of sadness this week.

It started Saturday night at the Ballpark.  Wade and I were at Game 1 of the Rangers’ ALCS with some friends and I got a text from a number I didn’t recognize.  I waited a bit before I opened it, but when I did, I was shocked and saddened to learn that my best friend’s brother had passed away.  I didn’t know what to do.  I showed Wade the text and immediately got up to call Kristen.  The text was from her husband, who’s number I did not have.

I was able to get ahold of her from a tiny corner in the women’s restroom and she was driving from Fort Hood up to D/FW to be with her family.  She seemed okay, but after we got off the phone, I called our other best friend, Stephanie, and she hadn’t found out yet.  I broke the news to her and she was hysterical.  We all grew up with Jake around and, although we weren’t incredibly close to him, we had several great memories that involve Jake and, more importantly, our dear friend was hurting.

I didn’t know what else to do, so I left the game and went to the grocery store.  There are probably some very interesting psychological reasons as to why, but that’s another blog.  I bought stuff to make her family food and as I was inside, it started to pour.  I poured for the first time in 5 months.  I was crying, walking up and down the aisles in daze, but I managed to get everything I needed and I checked out at the front of the store.  I put my bags in my cart and came to the automatic sliding doors.  They opened and the sound and smell of wet, heavy rain rushed in.  It was beautiful.  I decided I wouldn’t even run to my car.  It was raining too hard for my slow pace to make a bit of difference, so I took my time and I got soaked.

I drove home and started baking as soon as I got back.  I made 5 layer dip, seasoned beef and slow-cooked shredded chicken.  My hopes were that they could snack on dip or nachos or, they could make tacos/fajitas.  Everything turned out well and I took it over to them Sunday morning after church.  I spent some time with Kristen and her mother and then, as more family arrived, I left.  I cannot imagine the pain of losing a child or a sibling.

Wade and I were supposed to leave for Game 2 of the ALCS at 3:30, but the rain hadn’t stopped since Saturday night so the game ended up getting cancelled.  It was nice to spend a rainy Sunday at home, especially after a tough night.  My mom came over and we played SkipBo.  During our last game, she was down to 1 card left and I had 16.  Guess who won?  ME!  Yep, it was quite possibly the greatest comeback in SkipBo history.  After she left, we watched some TV and then went to sleep.  Neither of us slept well, but I was especially struggling.  I ended up going to sleep around 2 or 3 and woke up at 7 to drop Wade off at the Ballpark.

I went to yoga, did some work and waited for my mom to arrive before we headed to the re-scheduled Game 2 together.  It worked out really well that she didn’t have to work.  We took the dogs for a walk and had lunch at Papasito’s.  Then, we went to the ballpark.  We got there at 12:30 (that’s Nellie-style right there).  We enjoyed talking and watching batting practice until Wade came down from the offices to sit with us.

The game started at 3:20 and it was a wild ride to say the least.  The Rangers started off strong and then lost the lead.  We tied it up and the game went 11 innings, ending with a walk-off GRAND SLAM.  It was so up and down the whole time.  I was sad.  I was happy.  I was sleepy.  I was wired.  It was the greatest game in Rangers’ history!  After Nelson Cruz hit that bomb, nobody in the crowd moved.  Everyone stayed and cheered for a good 5 minutes before the masses started filing out of the stadium.  We got to the car at 7:57 (that’s 7.5 hours of baseball for me and Nancy) and didn’t get home until 8:52.  We live 5 miles from the stadium!  It was well worth the traffic though.  After such a crazy, emotional weekend, I was asleep by 9:30 and ready to get this week going.  I worked all morning and this afternoon I created a program for Jake’s memorial service, which will be on Friday.  I feel good that I was able to help out the family in that way.

Now, I’m going to quit yapping so I can watch the Rangers win Game 3 of the ALCS tonight!!!



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