Youth baseball. That’s pretty much my life from April through November. As the mother of two travel baseball players, I spend most of my evenings and weekends sitting atop hard, uncomfortable aluminum bleachers, enthusiastically (and loudly) cheering on my kids.
Baseball dominates our conversations and our time during this season. But that’s okay. I enjoy watching my kids play. I enjoy sharing in their enthusiasm for the sport. I enjoy seeing them grow into new skills.
While sitting through one of their many recent games, it occurred to me that much can be gleaned about life from a simple ballgame. Little gems of wisdom can be found neatly tucked behind the mask of this popular childhood sport.
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