
It’s not easy to congratulate the winner, no matter if it’s a sports event or an election. Presumably that you gave your best best, it stings a bit. Dreams and hopes crumbled, we find ourselves questioning if we have done everything right.

It’s not easy to congratulate the winner, no matter if it’s a sports event or an election. Presumably that you gave your best best, it stings a bit. Dreams and hopes crumbled, we find ourselves questioning if we have done everything right.
I am going out on a limb here but I would recommend we might wanna learn to pronounce his name 🙂

One man is kneeling in silent protest during the anthem, the other one is kneeling for a private prayer -even though nothing is private when millions are watching.
Until yesterday, my opinion about Colin Kaepernick was pretty clear. “Just because you can, doesn’t mean you should.”

The whole city seems to be on its feet; they are celebrating their victory. People are dancing in the street, I can hear music and laughter. The party will continue until early in the morning. I know, I have witnessed it before.

“As we express our gratitude, we must never forget that the highest appreciation is not to utter words, but to live by them.” ~ John Fitzgerald Kennedy
My husband turns into Mr. Football every year in fall. Every Sunday he comes down, wearing his team’s football jersey –which I bought him in a moment of weakness- and he sits down at the breakfast table, with a big smile on his face. “Let’s look who they are playing today,” and he rubs his hands like a little boy in a candy store.