Perspective

As I sit here at 6:30 am writing this during the craziest of football times. Just over 11 hours until kickoff, a day after learning that the hokie bird gets to kick the shit out of a tree on a regular basis and while I am deeply involved it doesn't matter.

I am not up at this hour preparing to drive the bburg, or preping for game day festivities. I wont even be watching the game tonight, or any games today. I've known all this for about 2 weeks. I've packed my bags, reminded my wife to hurry up, as we have to catch out flight. It's rough after a sparsely slept night due to more anxiety than I've ever had, but we are as prepared as we can be for what comes next.

We are going to the middle of nowhere to meet for the first time two lovely young girls that were hope to adopt very soon (not soon enough if you know anything about the foster system, and these girls have it fairly ok). We hope they like us, we hope it goes well and they are I'm sure as nervous about this as my wife and I.

My life is going to change in a big way today. Amd football won't be around because there are more important things, way more important things than a hobby that we all love. I hope the team shows up and wins, I really hope we win. But if we don't it won't matter because hopefully my life will be changed for the better today.