I’ve missed two days of school and I’ll miss tomorrow as well. A terrible sinus infection that produces coughing spasms to the point of gagging is an unpleasant thing to suffer, but even worse for poor kids having to taking national standards tests. Hopefully the new antibiotic that my healthcare company wont pay works. It’s damn sure expensive enough. But I gratefully paid for it all full price along with my rising deductable. It was the best care on the planet. And it’s value to me and for the family I love is high. Aren’t we accustomed to paying for things that are personally valauble anyhow?

Looking beyond what I just dropped on my good healthcare that was delivered from a quality and highly trained physician, its noteworthy that I was in his office two hours after calling him and the waited only 45 minutes at Wall Mart to pick two perscriptions.

As I’ve gotten older my personal values have altered to the point of one that’s non-materialistic. No motorcycles, big houses or commitments in gear needed for outdoor sports. I live in a little apartment in Crestview, Florida in a very diverse complex. Its quiet, clean and people work for a living here. I allow myself indulgences of music and a computer and beers after school with the like minded. My wardrobe is stricly by Wal Mart now, a far far cry from the expensive foreign suits of my days in baseball to look the part.

I miss the suits, but don’t miss baseball as I once did. And certainly not like the day I started blogging about my old Mets teams of the magical 80′s. That manuscript about them is still around here somewhere but I no longer see it as a priority. Friends and family wanted more now for me than I do myself. This is one of those subtle definitions of love.

My 18 year old son has become a Mets fan a currently carries the torch. It’s not the obsession and life molding passion that once drove me to on a path to Shea Stadium. And that’s ok We’ve been apart and his mom is starting to do things that perk up his interest. My own blogging about the club done as a learned fan. And the large elephant in the room that nobody talks about is my lurch into politics well away from the interests and point of view of colleagues and readers alike.

It’s alright. I understand where you are coming from.

Like so many things in life, I entered into blogging for one reason and have evolved into something I’d not imagined. You ever want to see God smile, make plans.

My mother is 81, healthy and lives 20 minutes away. My son is in Tennessee working on getting into MTSU next fall. I’m single and have my blogging, myfriends and teaching. The later has proved to be much more for me in terms of fulfillment than anything else I’ve ever done.

Life is good. The road to our truth path is something to behold.

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