OK. By now you can probably guess that I’m a Denver Broncos fan. Not sure how, but it started when I was old enough to watch football on TV back in NY. I ended up living in the Colorado Rockies’ Front Range (where the mountains meet the plains) so it was even better for me to be able to support my team.

This year has been a little tough. We started OK with Peyton Manning, but then he declined rapidly due to injury. Brock Osweiler has been OK as his substitute, but I’m not convinced they can go “all the way”. They play great games beating top teams like the Green Bay Packers and New England Patriots, but then get pushed to Overtime by the Cleveland Browns and fall to the lowly Oakland Raiders. With beating the Patriots and the Bengals losing last week, we had a golden opportunity to solidify our hold on the 1st seed in the AFC. But we lost, and the Patriots won. At least the Bengals lost too (and lost their starting QB for the season).

But still don’t have the confidence like when John Elway won his 2 Superbowls. Last year we got to the Superbowl which was great – and I had the confidence that we would make a deep playoff run, but this year I don’t feel it. The defense is playing great, but the offence is struggling to produce consistent results. The only saving grace is we will probably win our division, and hopefully Peyton Manning is ready to come back and produce results by the time the playoffs arrive. And hopefully our defense continues to play at a high level – we’re going to need it…

OK – not a post about football, but I would like to pay my respects to my wife’s aunt and my older brother. My wife’s aunt got sick with cancer and in ¬†after she was diagnosed, she passed away quickly. There may have been symptoms that were ignored, but she was otherwise healthy and happy. We traveled to California to say goodbye to her while she was still alive, and then we scheduled to go back to attend her funeral.

My brother had heart issues for a while. Sometimes his numbers were good, sometimes bad. Sometimes his other organs worked, sometimes they didn’t. I won’t go into how he ended up in the condition he was in, but the Wednesday before we were supposed to go to aunt’s funeral in CA, my brother had a major brain bleed – probably from the blood thinners – so my dad, sister and I decided to go to TX (while my wife and kids went to CA).

On the way to the airport on Thrusday morning, we got the news that my brother did not survive until morning. So instead of a trip waiting in the hospital for him to recover, we ended up helping prepare for his funeral.

My wife was singing, and I was a pallbearer for aunt’s funeral, so I couldn’t miss that. I left TX early Saturday morning and barely made it in time for her funeral in CA. Sunday morning, we left early from CA to TX to make it in time for my brother’s funeral. We went home Monday, did some laundry, got some rest, and left Tuesday for Salt Lake City for Thanksgiving with my wife’s family. ¬†Needless to say we were physically and emotionally exhausted. The rest and time with family was good.

Death is always a sad time for many, but I always like to focus on the happy times. Every time I see a body in a coffin, I feel more happy than sad because now they are at peace. No more pain and suffering, no more dealing with knuckleheads, and the opportunity to rest in paradise. I hope they both get to rest in paradise together, and watch over and protect us. Their memories will always keep me smiling.

Thank you for the prayers and support!