Weekend of Champions

Wow, what a crazy weekend. Between the Astros winning the National
League Wild Card and my retreat, I am flat out exhausted. I made it back this weekend just in time to witness the last three innings of the Astros game yesterday. I had no Internet or TV all weekend long and was going crazy because I couldn't see any of the games the last few days. Isn't it amazing that they were able to pull it off again this year? And in typical Astros fashion, they kept us in suspense until the last game of the season. I really like our chances this
year for the post season.

Anyway, don't want to talk too much about the post season because I
don't want to jinx the team....

So this weekend was exciting and tiring at the same time. These
campers had a blast and I would like to think that I had something to do with it. I was dancing with them all night (you know how I like to shake my groove thang) and playing basketball with them on Saturday and Sunday. They kept me up until 3:30 on Saturday morning and then I got up around 6:00AM to have my alone time while I ran. I was flat out exhausted, but I had to find the energy to make it through the day. Then they had a dance / party Saturday night and they were up until 2:30 that night. I tried to get up again at 6:00 for my run, but that didn't happen. Which was fine because I really needed the
rest. I receive so much satisfaction watching the campers have fun and enjoy themselves during the weekend. For some of these people, this is the only opportunity for them to be independent (even if it is only for a couple of days). Every year, after I volunteer, I have this sense of appreciation for the wonderful blessings I have in my life. Now don't get me wrong... I'm not getting all religious on you, but I do understand that I should not take the little things for granted in my life. The ability to walk, talk, think, and feel are something that no one should take for granted because it can all be taken away from us at any moment. Some of these people did not even know they had epilepsy until they were in their forties, so it can happen to anyone at any time.

Of course, the first thing that I had to get out of the way was my whole ex-girlfriend thing. This was brought up several times throughout the weekend. I figured it was best to just be upfront
about the whole situation and get it out of the way. It wasn't that bad and actually they other counselors were very supportive about the whole situation. So there were jokes made throughout the weekend and I took it in stride. The only hard part was that there was another couple of counselors there that were a "couple". It was actually kind of funny because they are in their early twenties and they were all in "love" throughout the weekend. Aaahhhh, to be young and in love. Such naiveness and ignorance... It's such a beautiful thing. Until reality smacks them upside the head and the wicked truth about love
comes strangling upon them....

I know most of you are probably thinking, "This guy is just mad at the world because of his last failed relationship". Well partly, but that doesn't make it any less truthful... Love is a double-edged sword that can easily slice off vital organs of anyone that doesn't know how to handle it properly. Trust me, I know this one all too well. I thought I had a good firm grip on this crazy weapon called "love" and got cocky with it. I was flipping it all around and being careless with it. Then it happened... "love" sliced me open with no remorse and left me standing there with my bowels on the floor. I was in disbelief that love could actually turn on me like that. But what do you do? I just took it as a lesson learned and one day will pick that sword back up.

Is it me, or is this posting starting to make no sense whatsoever...

Oh well, I think the fatigue is starting to catch back up with me. I will just end this now before it gets any worse.