Sundays are for doubleheaders.
After church, Harper and I practiced grounders and pop-ups in the parking lot down the street. I grabbed my first mitt, a 6-inch Wilson, to use just for fun until I noticed a lace in the webbing was busted. I ...
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Day #83
I am a dog person.
Bella, my black lab, waits not-so-patiently for me each day to finish writing words so I’ll toss the ball down the hall a few dozen times and then wrestle and then toss the ball and then give her a high five and a treat. ...
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Day #82
Luke threw the ball just a little over my head. I stretched and caught it.
And then I heard the ball hit the fence.
I reasoned that I missed the ball because I was in the middle of telling a story to Luke’s mom. Misses happen. Bad throws ...
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Day #81
I was 10, maybe 9, when I first met Josh. We attended the same church, but he’s a couple years younger so we were never in the same Sunday school class until our high school years. Our parents were friends and we were eating together when I ...
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Day #80
I had the following interaction yesterday on Twitter.
@MrRogersMovie: “See how a little kindness makes a world of difference. Won't You Be My Neighbor? is an intimate look at America’s favorite neighbor: Mister Fred Rogers. Watch the ...
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