Catch 365

First thing this morning I took my favorite glove to Jeff at Play It Again Sports for surgery. He promised to take care of it and return it by day’s end. Over the past 48 hours, I’ve worn and tossed a ball into every glove I own, except ...
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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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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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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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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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