Scary Times: My blog becomes therapy

It's strange sometimes when we realize that something we do just for fun might actually help someone else out, even in the slightest.

I'm not under any impression that my blog really has any importance whatsoever. I blog about funny stuff(at least I think it is) that happens or has happened to me. Or stuff that makes me mad(sorry to the liberals). In the grand scheme of things, it's not important. Even in the smaller scheme, it's not important at all.

I have a friend that I play fantasy baseball with. We've been online acquaintances for about 4 or 5 years I think. When my sis got married, I was in Boston and got to meet him.

Earlier this year, his wife ran into some pretty serious health problems. He has been sporadically in touch with the rest of the league during this period. During some recent trade discussions I asked him for an update on his wife. And the news is good. She's recovering slowly but is at least at home now.

During this EMail exchange, he asked me what was going on in my life and if I ever got my UPS package. Well, aside from some friends here in town, the only place he'd learn about that, is here on my blog.

I asked him if he'd been reading my blog(it's added to the bottom of all of my EMails). He said he had and added this:

"I don't remember when I started reading it. It was sometime during the beginning of  convalescence. When someone you love is so sick and you are helpless to do anything about it, life can get pretty frustrating and the temptation to wallow in self pity is enormous. By reading your blog I was able to concentrate on something other than my sorry existence. Without knowing it you probably saved me from sinking deeper into depression and for that I thank you!"

We all wish you and your wife a complete recovery, physically, emotionally and spiritually.

Since you live in the Northeast, I hope my anti-liberal tirades didn't bother you too much!

PS. The '75 Reds were better and so was Bench.