Team Bahama!

I went this morning with my mom and Joan to see my niece play soccer. She started a couple weeks ago, but I haven't had a chance to go since I've either been busy, or it's been way too friggin' hot even at 10am! Today was a good day, though, and she was so cute! Her team is Team Bahama, and her little uniform is a light blue. All the soccer teams are sponsored by Tim Horton's, and the soccer players are known as Timbits (which are very similar to Dunkin Donuts' Munchkins!). My niece seemed to be a lost soul out there on the field at times. She would just stand there, or pick a flower, or just watch something else. And then she would just start running like everyone else! She did get to kick the ball once, and she did pretty good! I think the best part is that she just got to be with kids about her own age. She'll be playing for another couple weeks before it's over, and I hope I'll be able to go again!

I noticed that there was a guy down the field from us watching his kid play as well. He was someone I went to grade school with. My mom asked me if he was someone I didn't want to say hi to, and I said pretty much, yes. There are just some people I see who I knew for years, that I don't want to say hi to because I'm wearing oxygen. I mean, that is just alot of questions right there that I'm sure they are wondering about, and that I would get into, but then why bother? This guy wasn't really someone I wanted to reminisce with anyway.

There are times I really don't care who I see with the oxygen on. But then, there are people I run into, and then wish I didn't because they really must be wondering what happened to me to be wearing it. Especially people I didn't care for in the first place. lol I know I shouldn't care, but sometimes I really do feel like my life didn't go as planned, and it's hard to explain that. I truly understand that ALOT of people's lives don't go as planned, though! But to have a disease that so defines what you do sometimes, even if you try not to let it, well I guess it just makes it harder to realize that you are on a completely different path. Even if that new path is going pretty well!

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