For a lot of the humans, organized sports are a very big deal.
Don't believe me? Check out a late local newscast ANYWHERE in the U.S. on Friday night. I defy you to find a single one that does not dedicate half or more of the time to high school football coverage.
I'm sure it's the same in other countries with their given sports of interest. But here? Sports rule.
Take Sunday for instance. Now, the Super Bowl is not only the NFL's premiere annual moment; it's an extravaganza of must-see live event status (via a TV broadcast, a streaming service or by, like standing outside your neighbor's big bay window gawking?). It's also morphed into a food-frenzied, sports-betting filled, huge-merchandise selling, epic concert-boasting and general hoopla-generating kind of thing.
Me? I'm just in it for the commercials, yo. I'm actually an NBA girl; always have been. I've only ever been to one NBA game (the Cavs and the Pelicans several years back). But man, I love me some basketball. It's something my son and I bonded over many moons ago. #SundayShowcase
So, you can imagine my absolute devastation, along with the rest of the globe, at the news of the shocking, tragic loss of #KobeBryant and his beautiful daughter Gianna. As a fan, as a parent, as a homosapien ... I.Am.Destroyed.
Of course I hated Kobe back in the day...well, no, not really. But you can't root for the Cavs AND The Lakers. Then again, I find myself doing just that lately ... dang you, LeBron! Either way, I came to really appreciate Kobe; not only for his larger-than-life mad skill on the court but also for being humble enough to work through some bad life choices / mistakes.
Yes, he was amazing to behold balling but, by all accounts, this dedicated Catholic loved his family above all else. He did own his failing of them and seemed to work hard to right it. It's obvious he gave back, judging by the thousands of lives improved by the Kobe/Vanessa Bryant Family Foundation.
Oh, the pain of this loss is real ... and deepened by the fact that today is #InternationalHolocaustRemembranceDay, which is something we all need to ponder intensely and solemnly so that we NEVER forget the horror.
Unfortunately, we also recently lost a family friend (miss you, Gregg) & Kerry's BFF Joe's father passed away this weekend, as well (Godspeed, Joe). Lots of sadness welling up inside the old pk.
Yet, I couldn't help but notice that today's scripture happens to be completely reassuring -- a reminder that death on earth is not the end of the story. There's light on they way, friends. Coincidence that this is the message? Nah. It's a hug from above, Capsice?
So please say a prayer for the Bryants, the other seven victims of the crash that took Kobe and Gianna; for our pals ... and please, please pray for every last victim of the Holocaust.
Also? Please just love, love, love the stuffings outta your Peeps. And never stop. Amen. #Pray #Love #Peace Eternal rest grant unto them, Oh Lord, and let perpetual light shine upon them. May they rest in peace, Amen.