My Sooners didn’t make it as I feared. But I’m proud of them for their turnaround just the same. I’m glad they’re playing the Vegas Tournament instead of the piece if shit NIT. I might just head to Vegas and watch them once I get back from the wedding or just stay West for a bit or not considering Donald Trump’s gas prices.
The Wedding. Wow. I’m already crying. It’s Mark’s’ daughter …Avery getting married to this wonderful young man named Mason who’s rightfully an OU fan.
I honesty did not think I’d live this long to attend this wedding…but the Stage 4 cancer miracle has me heading West this morning with the wife of of forty-six years.
I mean… some serious thoughts are floating through me right now about the overall journey of life. This was one of the song we picked for our small wedding on a boat dock at Lake Kiowa at my grandmother Dot’s place on a picture perfect November day just west of Gainesville, Texas in 1982. We lived together a year before and I count that as marriage as well.
So…I’m thinking to myself the cancer journey is going so well…will there be time enough for Four Weddings and then my (funeral) exit?
Is that the new goal I should set or should I just Jonathon Livingston Seagull it full throttle and piss on time and limiatation all together?
I feel so blessed to be able to attend the first wedding.
My favorite two Beatitudes in closing:
1 Blessed are those kind and pure of heart, for they shall see the light of God.
2 Blessed are the peacemakers, for they shall become the children of God.
Love,
Mike J