As regular readers of this blog know, Melky Cabrera and Chien-Ming Wang were my favorite Yankees. Now, in the span of a little more than a week, they are no longer a part of the team that I love. However, losing Melky and Wang are only a small part of how my life has changed this year.
For months I've been debating whether or not I should share this issue on this blog. Some of you may have been wondering why I've been so scarce the last few months, probably seeing my mini posts and those cryptic writings about a "crisis" and wondering what the heck was going on.
On October 30th I was evicted from the apartment I lived in for over twelve years. Ever since then I have been part of the homeless population of New York City. I live in a womens' shelter and use public computers, so it has been very difficult to keep this blog up. But I am determined to keep it going. This blog is my passion. It is like the child I never had. I want to go on "raising" it, if you will. I want to continue to nurture it by sharing with you my love for the game of baseball.
Becoming homeless has it's obvious ups and downs. One of the "ups" occurrred during Game 6 of the World Series this year, when a group of us gathered around the shelter's flat-screen TV (Yes, flat-screen TV!) to watch the Yankees clinch. We all cheered the Yankees on and we were delighted when Derek Jeter raised the championship trophy.
There have been more of these moments (as well as many "down' moments) the past few months. I hope to put all of them into book form one day. For now, I'm keeping a journal so that I don't forget them.
My thanks to everyone who already knows my story and continues to support me through this difficult time. Thanks for reading to those of you who did not know. Love you all!