It's my lunch break, so I'm just reading through Twitter and enjoying the exchange of pictures between the girls that are on Pinterest.
I've signed up ;) and I can't believe the loveliness that is on there, and these pictures are just an example.
And maybe its because we've subsequently found out more information of what Rafa was going through during the French Open ... and maybe its because he won in spite of the pain and what he was enduring ... and maybe its because yesterday we were looking at a picture of one of the world's finest athletes on a doctor's couch whilst he undergoes treatment to hopefully get him recovered and fit again ... I feel like my heart is in a vice.
And maybe its because a certain individual expressed that he would never, ever climb the stands to celebrate with his nearest and dearest upon victory - like its almost disrespectful to the opponent. Well each to their own, you do it your way. You might like to put on jackets with the fresh, new number of Slams you've just won in the face of your opponent. I prefer this.
Never, ever change Rafa. Stay the way you are. This is what I love about him ... regardless of the result, Rafa Nadal never leaves a court without a piece of himself still being on it. He'll fight till he can't fight any more, and the raw passion and emotion he showed on that Monday afternoon has left me tearful over my cheese and onion crisps. :'(
We miss you Rafa. I hope with all my heart that we'll see you express yourself like this many times in the future. Vamos!!