One of the Best Fans

I don’t know if God is a sports fan or not, but I do know this: He loves a good comeback.  ~Lane Kiffin

For me, one of the best things about March is March Madness. For the past few years I have become a big fan of Iowa women’s basketball team. If you are like me, you know the name Caitlyn Clark. 

Yesterday was the Big Ten Championship game between Nebraska and Iowa. The last time these two teams played, Nebraska won. Yesterday, Nebraska nearly beat them again. 

As the game went into overtime, I don’t think I’d ever seen so many anxious fans in the stands. I was pacing around my living room, wringing my hands, reminding myself of the first time I watched, The  Wizard of Oz, and the Wicked Witch sent the flying monkeys out to get Dorothy. My heart raced as I watched these young women play. 

Everyone on the court looked exhausted but no one was giving up. Caitlyn struggled and her teammates picked up the slack. The teamwork demonstrated and their support of each other was a lesson for everyone watching. Both teams were great examples of sportsmanship and grace. The relationship between both coaching staffs and players was what everyone would hope to see. I was proud to be from the Midwest. 

Afer the game ended, I knew I had a picture of one of my favorite Hawkeye Fans. I wanted to use his picture for this blog. 

Dr. Gerald Vandervelde was the program director of the radiology program I attended. He would be the closest thing to a coach I’d have in my life. He taught me to persevere and to be accountable. There were some days I would try to convence him that the films I’d taken were the best possible. No. He’d send me back with the words, this will build character.  Years later I would suggest he did indeed help me become quite a chararcter.

His lessons were varied and not always pertaining to medicine. The one that echoes in my head almost daily is the advice to not use the word “got” unless you got to.

Whenever Dr. Van was in the department my “teammates” and I knew things would work okay. Just like the game on Sunday, there would be some rough patches but we would all get through. He was our calm spot in any storm.  

Dr. Van passed away this past October. The picture included in this post was taken by his wife, Joan, shortly before he died. Thank you, Joan, for allowing me to share and honor him.  

“You only lose when you stop trying.

Anoynmous

Peace.

New Old Friends

“There’s not a word yet, for old friends who’ve just met.” 

Jim Henson, Favorite Songs from Jim Henson’s Muppets

The little library in my new home town has some great free programs open to the community. The topics offered have bits of knowledge for everyone. I cannot imagine my life without the opportunities my library gives me.  It saddens me to know public libraries are struggling. Please, if you are fortunate to have one in your area, take the time to visit and support it.

Today’s featured lecturer introduced genealogy research. A long with a lot of free information she shared her experiences building her family tree. From her presentation and the questions asked from the audience, I learned so much in a short amount of time. I was reminded sharing real working knowledge accelerates the learning process–even this extreme book lover appreciates the fact there are some things you cannot learn from reading the book–you need an actual teacher.

The best part of the day was having lunch with my friend, Judi. We are close in age and share the fact we both grew up in the Midwest. I’ve forgiven her for being born in Nebraska and she has forgiven me for being an Iowan–college football season is always interesting.

Being Midwesterners transplanted to Texas comes with some challenges. Yes, it’s true, Texas really is its own country with its set of unspoken traditions often confusing to those from other parts of the country. Our conversation today was all over the place. At times, we did not have to put feelings into words. We had both found a person who had an open mind and an understanding heart.

Thanks, Judi, for my first Texas heart rock. It is not surprising to me it showed up at your house. The Universe knew exactly where it needed to go and how to get it there. Thank you for sharing your stories, for lingering over lunch, and for renewing my soul.

“So when you’re cold

From the inside out

And don’t know what to do,

Remember love and friendship, 

And warmth will come to you.” 

Stephen Cosgrove, Gnome from Nome

I am…

B…simply being. 

~Peace~