Today was supposed to be the day that Aunt Annie and I were going to pack up the car, pack up the aunt, and make the 250-mile journey to Traverse City to cover the Red Wings’ “Prospect Games” and training camp.
Instead, I’ve gone to the pharmacy to pick up a prescription, and now I’m back home for the weekend.
I guess I’m sort of grieving the trip after realizing that we weren’t going to raise enough funds to go to Traverse City this year.
There are definitely times that I’m angry, wondering whether my readers are sending a message that I’m simply unnecessary at this point, or unworthy of their support–which pisses me off–but I’m mostly in denial right now.
Real frustration and sadness will probably going to hit home on Saturday, when the Red Wings’ Prospect Games team takes to the ice for their morning skate at Centre ICE Arena, ahead of a pair of games against Dallas Stars prospects on Saturday and Sunday, and I’m not in the cold, crisp atmosphere of the rink.
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