This year’s baseball season is in the books. Nothing in 2019 went his way, but my kid? He showed up. Even when he thought his dad was going to die, he showed up. Even when his mom was an absolute wreck pretty much every day, he showed up. Except for the very last one, he never missed a practice; he never missed a game, and even though his parents were barely able to show up, he still did.
He doesn’t show high emotion, he takes it all in—the kind, quiet nature that makes my baby a terrific teammate and a genuinely good human being will likely stand in the way of his excelling as an athlete.
Here’s to finishing what you’ve started and to the good people who brought you to the finish line. Thank you all.
Greater Than Gravity 
Hear, hear! Finishing what you’ve started is its own reward, and, oftentimes, the only reward we take for our efforts. Your kid, Wendy, figured that out decades before I did.
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See, even when things are pretty bleak, you always find something positive. I really admire that about you:-)
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