While I was wasting away at the Margaritaville Resort in Fort Myers Beach, I received the worst phone call of my life.Covered in tanning oil and holding a piña colada the size of my head, I learned that my big sister, Rosie, passed away unexpectedly at just 47 years old. That’s an experience that is noticeably absent in Jimmy Buffett's music catalog.CLICK HERE FOR MORE COVERAGE FROM OUTKICKSince then, it’s been a whirlwind of traveling, funeral planning and trying to figure out how you're supposed to keep functioning when your world gets flipped upside down.
And needless to say, writing Nightcaps wasn’t exactly at the top of my priority list.Truth be told, I’m still struggling to care about most things related to my work — sports, politics, celebrity gossip, whatever’s viral on social media.
I’m numb to it.But I know what Rosie would tell me, and it’s the same thing she told me when I’d throw a tantrum as a little kid: "No one wants to listen to you whining and crying."So I'm going to suck it up, pour another cup of coffee, and we're going to get through this column together.Many of you saw the news on my Instagram or Facebook and reached out.So if you've emailed, messaged or checked in on me lately, thank you.
This community we've built through 'Caps and OutKick is really something special.I wrote about my sister yesterday, and I welcome you to read it if you're interested.But make sure you come right back, pour a cold one in honor of Rosie, and dive into your daily Nightcaps.Because if we couldn't laugh, we would all go insane.That's something Jimmy Buffett was pretty clear about.Try not to get whiplash from that transition.
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