Monday, March 09, 2009

Tinged with Sadness

Soccer has begun...

The Spring season is always a hit and miss kind of affair, made even more complicated by the fact that all three of my children play.  The first tournament I signed up for got nixed because Matthew had a tournament that weekend.  The second tournament got rained out in its entirety, due to the monsoon weekend.  The first weekend of adult soccer was also washed out by the same storms.

Finally(!), we had a nice weekend, the first weekend of the regular season.  Jimmy and I show up to do the first game and... no teams.  LOL...  Looks like I was going to go into my adult games without a warm up.

At first, I thought I was going in cold to a Division 1 adult match.  I was very relieved to see the old guys warming up on the pitch.  The Over 40 league game was a blessing.  I felt very much like running and gave myself a healthy workout.  By the end of the game, my legs were getting a little tired, but I felt strong.  The D1 game was fast and furious, but the players were very well behaved.  There weren't a lot of fouls.  Very little dirty play.  It was the kind of game I enjoy officiating and really, the kind of game I expect out of "adults" in our league.  My legs were pretty sore by the end of the day, but I was very pleased with their level of fitness.

As Dee Dee and I navigate through our current financial crisis, I find our present day lives over shadowed with sadness.  The stark reality of it all sometimes rears its ugly head and slaps you in the face.  I have had to sever our relationship with our bank.  This might seem like no big deal to a lot of peeps, but I have been with this bank and its predecessors  for almost eighteen years.  I hate that my personal life is intertwined with business (public) life, and innocent people are going to suffer because of my circumstances.  I understand that I have to do what I have to do to take care of my children, but that doesn't change the fact that the pain is very real.

Dee Dee and I drove Matthew to Tifton, GA for a soccer game Saturday.  Tifton is three hours south of our house on I-75.  We are old veterans of select soccer.  It was not a big deal to us, but you could tell who the "newbie" parents were on our team.  Travelling 7 hours to play 70 minutes of soccer was entirely a new experience to them.

On the way back, we stopped in small town Georgia to put gas in the car.  I sighed heavily when I saw a black man talking to a lady next to me as he cleaned the windows of her car.  I just knew the guy was panhandling.  I winced noticeably when he came over and started washing mine, without asking.  I wanted to yell at him not to touch my car without asking permission, but I didn't.  After I went in and paid for my gas, I ignored him as I walked to the bathroom.  Dee Dee told me after we left that the owner had given him permission to be there.  The man intercepted me in between pumps on the way back.

Excuse me, sir...  I'm out here working and...

Before he could say another word, I reached into my right pocket and felt for what was there.  I knew, just knew, in there was a five dollar bill that was meant for this man.  I pulled it out of my pocket and handed it to him, clasped him on the shoulder and said, "There you go, my friend".

When he saw the number on the bill, his eyes lit up and got wide.

God bless you.  God bless you!!   Sir!!!

I turned my back and walked away.  I expected nothing else in return, not even his thanks.  I know that somewhere down the line, I will get my "fifty dollars" back.  It has happened time and time again.  Truth is.  Even if that had been my last five dollars, I would have done the same thing.  That's the way I roll.

and that too, was tinged with sadness...

Wes

24 comments:

Marcy said...

(((Big Hugs Wes))) You are absolutely right. That "money" will come back to you 10 fold in one way or another :-) Because that is just how karma rolls

Nick said...

A heart of compassion worth more than all the money in the world!

An Athlete In Training said...

"I know that somewhere down the line, I will get my "fifty dollars" back"

Such a true statement!!!!

Jodi said...

What a great attitude, Wes. I often find myself getting overly annoyed at things like that, but then feeling very guilty for my feelings when I start to think about how fortunate I have been in this life.

Jodi

Gotta Run said...

As a nation we all must help each other however we can. I "heart" what you did!!

btw - next time we are your way we are going to make you join us for a ride on the Siver Comet Trail. With better planning we would have done it on Saturday.

Shannon said...

Your a blessing to me my friend! You'll get yours back, but double that. Don't you know that acts of kindness like that always spike back to you double. You'll see.....

Go Mom Go said...

You are a blessing.
To others.
To your family.

And you can see the joy in life...even though it is not easy. That is a blessing.

Peace!

Jess said...

That was a really great thing you did!

Glad to hear soccer is under way and going well! Hope you're enjoying it!

Missy said...

There's always someone else that's got it worse that I got...Hell, he gets credit for doing 'work' to help get some money. Sometimes it's just right!

Lily on the Road said...

Tith forward Wes, you just never know how you will affect someone's life.

God bless and stay strong on your journey through life.

xoxo

Backofpack said...

I'm with you Wes, everything work-connected is tinged with sadness these days. I've determined that I will find the joy where I can, in our past accomplishments, in the lives we changed, in a job well done. I've determined that I won't keep looking back, but will look forward for something new. Your act of kindness reminds us all that we need to keep giving, now more than ever, and that small things make a large difference. You made that guys day, and that will definitely come back to you.

Lisa Slow-n-Steady said...

These are tough times, indeed. Tough for those of us raising a family. Tough for those of us struggling to pay our bills.

You are a kind man. A blessing to many. Thank you.

LBTEPA said...

(((HUGS))) You are a good person Wes, and that's what matters

teacherwoman said...

This post gave me goose bumps. And you're right, this, weather it is money or not, will come back to you in some form.

Bob - BlogMYruns.com said...

Amen Wes, way to go!!!

AddictedToEndorphins said...

You are so inspiring! I can't say that I know many people that would do that.

I can't say that I know what you're going through. I'm 20, and live with my mom, and the things in terms of financials with my family are looking up, but I'm sure that it's rough.

((hugs)) take care.

Calyx Meredith said...

Oh Wes - what a great post! I have been thinking along similar lines all week, but couldn't find words the way you did. My mama's advice was always to "give away what you need" - whatever that may be. Hugs to you and your crew through the sad.

Darrell said...

Well done, my friend.

Borsch said...

Wes you are a good man! We need more people like you!

My old drive to work put me on an off ramp where the same guy always stood holding a sign. Normally I feel compelled to do what I can to help but this guy was always wearing different jackets and shoes. This guy always gave me a bad feeling. 6 months later he was on the news as a six figure panhandler.

Again...keep doing the right thing!

akshaye said...

That is a great attitude. Things are so tough for everyone. I hope they get better soon.

Michelle said...

Thats beautiful bro!!

Really it is!!

You rock!!!

Stuart said...

You're a good main with a big heart!

kudos

Juls said...

You're a good man, Wes.

Runner Leana said...

Aw Wes, you are a good man.