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Let’s Hear It For The Home Team!

The Home Team! Isn’t it funny how as we get older, the home team gets smaller but more valuable? You live, you learn. But, oh do you value your Home Team.

Back in the day when Grey’s Anatomy was really good, I remember Cristina and Meredith always called each other their “person.” I kept thinking who is my person? It was clear.

Home Team

I smile at this passage because there’s nothing I dislike more than when good friends are at my place and they ask for everything. Can I have this? Are you sure? Can I grab a glass of this? Is that okay? YES!!! What’s mine is yours. I truly do love when people help themselves.

I must say, working in the middle of the night can be a little worrisome because not everybody is up when you need them. But, the Home Team doesn’t mind if you call or text. Not if it’s important. Not if you need them.

As we grow, the circles get smaller, but in many ways it’s actually kind of nice. You know where you stand with people. You know who you can count on. There are sometimes a few little surprises along the way. Someone who you thought would be there for a long time, is no longer there, who you thought you would or should feel comfortable counting on, you can’t… but that only helps build the team. There are certain people I’m really close with, and even the biggest or rarest fight wouldn’t keep me from calling them if I needed help. I can say with confidence they would be there. Those are the people you want on your team.

I would say right now many of my friends are going through transition, and as difficult as it can be sometimes, it’s also exciting. You need people to look at the positive side of what’s viewed as a downside to that person. There can be days that set you back or days that someone is feeling blue, but the Home Team gets you through. They celebrate the small things. The big things. The baby steps. The giant steps. You feel joy bringing them good news. Your day is better because their day is better. You have to have people that have your back. If someone says something negative about someone you love, your blood should boil. You should get defensive and you should protect them. Sometimes we get really close to our friends and we are bound to have “moments,” but if it’s not communicated and if it goes silent for too long, they were never part of the team to begin with.

One thing is for sure, and I’ve said it a million times. The people I talk to on the phone are on my Home Team. The “texting only” club isn’t for me. Hearing a voice… getting a phone call and making a phone call means you are invested. You want to hear how that person is feeling and how they are doing. It doesn’t have to happen all the time. But it has to happen consistently. If you don’t want to talk, then you probably just want the scoop now and then. That bores me. That annoys me. You’ll never be on my Home Team.

Think about your Home Team. Value them! We all need one.

Good days, and bad days. Every day!

Each Dad Is One Of A Kind

Today my Dad turns 80 years old. Time passes, and we all get older. It always makes us reflect on the past and memories.

Dayna & Dad

I’m extremely lucky to have a wonderful father, who has always been on my side. Growing up, my Dad worked odd shifts, and my Mom mostly took us around every day and kept us busy. But Dad was always there for dinner, key events, vacations, you name it.

My parents always took us on vacation with them. Whether it was a family gathering or just a get away. We came to Las Vegas and stayed at Circus Circus, we had weekend trips to New Jersey to see family or go to the shore and boardwalk, we went on two cruises to the Bahamas. We were always a family that stayed together. We were a traditional family, not wealthy, but my parents knew how to save up enough to enjoy experiences and have just we what needed.

We laugh a lot. Dad is a funny guy. He doesn’t have Facebook or Twitter. He doesn’t even have an email account. But Mom keeps him up to date. At 80 years old, he still works 4 hours a day. It keeps him young. When I was a cheerleader in High School, he never missed a game, and suffered through cheer competitions, but he enjoyed being there. He is the type of guy that would show up to basketball games, even if I wasn’t cheering, and everyone knew his name. “Hey Pat, how’s it going.” “What’s up Pat?” People always look forward to seeing my Dad. He’s a blast at weddings, he loves to go out to eat, his one liners are hilarious.

There are some people that have Dads that are into gadgets, set the rules, and plan the day. That’s not my Dad. But, he’s always been wonderful just the way he is! I know he silently dislikes the men that have hurt me, he feels secure when I have someone by my side, he feels bad for me when things don’t go my way, and he feels settled when they do. He enjoys seeing my friends. He loves meeting new people. And, he silently laughs at things that go on around us, and brings them up at a later date. He truly is a gem. He’s the coolest man I know. He’s easy to please. Chocolate, a martini with two olives, a good meal. These days, simple can be hard to find. For me, having a simple person in my life has been a joy.

Happy Birthday Dad! 80 never looked so good.

Dad's 80th birthday