My friend Haley on her connection to baseball – it’s a piece that I think works well for both baseball fans and non-fans alike.
I’m not very good at hope.
I’m a worst-case-scenario kind of girl. (I can tell you 100 ways I’ve imagined getting a flat tire. I don’t need WebMD to tell me how the mysterious pain will kill me. I can sabotage a relationship before I even say hello.)
I have a hard time imagining life as ever being different than it is at this exact moment.
I haven’t always been this way. And I’m not this way every moment of every day. But the past 9 years have been hard. The daily wear-and-tear of living with diabetes and the loss of too many beloved family members and a volatile political climate and the sinking realization that a career in higher education is a difficult one to sustain…
Baseball has been teaching me to hope again.
I fell in love with baseball when I was 11 years old, but when I…
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