It's been a difficult week for me. I found out quite by chance on Thursday that my longtime physical therapist who helped put my fragile constitution back together again had passed away from ovarian cancer. I had known her 21 years & without her I'd be in a nursing home. When I got home from team practice & stopped at Denny's for dinner I ended up opening up the newspaper quite by circumstance to the page. My jaw just about dropped out of my mouth. The wake was that night & it was a tremendous tribute to her. She was only 58 & she had a magical hand & style of communication that is just not seen on this earth. On top of that one of my 3 dogs is approaching the end of her long life. She was a rescue poodle who lost a leg & I'm preparing myself for the time. When you look at everything in perspective, we are all on borrowed time but it really is hard to lose good people