We were the closest family possible. Our world was turned upside down on 05/03/09 when my best friend, the person I love most next only to our children, my sister Trina was diagnosed with stage IV breast cancer. Her body gave out on her on 01/09/10 but she will ALWAYS be a part of our daily life and will continue to be in my posts. I started my blog to chronicle our daughter's international adoption from Guatemala and have continued to use it as a journal.

What you will find is my family trying to adapt to our new lives that were handed to us.



Sunday, April 26, 2015

Soccer

Yesterday was our second soccer game of the season. Last week we handily beat our opposing team but this week was a different story. Yesterday we played a tough team and at halftime there was still no score. I was sitting next to Beya and two other moms and we were all nervous wrecks. Yes, we take our soccer waaaaay too seriously. After the second half started I discovered there was an asshole dad from the other team standing behind us. He started screaming "encouragement" to the other team. I have rarely wanted to punch someone so badly. Then, as if from a movie, something happened that was so beautiful. Asa made a goal! He cheered himself and as he ran across the field his teammates congratulated him. Asa threw his arms up in relief and pure joy. It was truly an emotional moment. It turned out to be the game winning goal as it was the only goal scored in the entire game. Even better? The asshole jerk shut the fuck up after Asa made the goal!

Soccer is truly a team sport and last week there were six incredible goals scored, none by Asa. But watching Asa make the sole goal of the match, well, chalk it up to a very proud mom moment!