I am saying JUST a tennis match because it was something that I took in on the television last evening from the other side of the world in Australia. Really personally I had very little to do with it. It was outside my usual. My Rebecca commented, “I didn’t know you were so interested in tennis.” Well, maybe I’m not usually but something grabbed me last evening to stay up late with this.

This is the Australian Open and it was Roger Federer, the old time Tennis King vs a young game American ranked something like 100th named Tennys Sandgren (yes, Tennys). This is the last match before the semifinals. Or whoever wins this will go on to the semifinals. Anyway, it was a battle to end all battles with them both leaving absolutely nothing for afterward. Roger admitted that he was extremely lucky to have survived. His major problem was two fold being still not fully recovered from his last match and an injury that he incurred early on in this match. He played with a huge handicap.

So, Roger, had to pull out every possible arrow in his quiver and maybe some new ones that he fashoned on the spot. It was amazing to watch and to be inspired by. In a strange way it reminded me of or mirrored my own combat with my cancer. In my mind my endeavor takes everything that I know and every possible asset that creativity can bring about.

So happy for the occasion and opportunity of being able to view that contest. I think that I was supposed to see it, synchronistically speaking. So, I am happy and buoyed up.

Tomorrow I am off to the Institute to fulfill my duty to the clinical trial in spite of the massive nurse’s strike in progress. Should be interesting and educational. And good luck to all parties.

OK, time to get the day started.

using all my arrows loves, Felipé.