Can you believe it? Our daughter is getting to play in the state softball tournament. She started the first two games. Our freshman, our timid daughter who has made amazing friends while playing ball, is playing in the state softball tournament. Have I mentioned to you that she is wearing a bow???
She played well in the first round, but made a mistake and attempted to steal 3rd base when she shouldn't have. Our thinker shook it off as best as she could until after the game when she found me. Her eyes were filled to the brim with tears. She didn't need a scolding. Instead, she needed reassurance that things really would be ok. They won, and a win is a win no matter how you get there.
Today, I watched our daughter come alive on the softball field. She put into practice all that you and her coaches have taught her over the last five years since she made that fateful decision in 4th grade to give softball a chance. She also wore her bow again today.
She charged a ball throwing it to 3rd base where Mack Childers sailed it to Macey Henderson for the final out of the 1st inning. Later in the game she caught a crucial fly ball in left field. In the 7th inning, she back handed a ball hit to her getting it back in to the infield.
Her hitting was amazing today. She made it on base twice and hit a pop up to right field that was caught. You would have been so very proud of her.
Several times today, it was as if I could see you - heart over your chest in true Fred Sanford mode saying that that play almost got you, shaking your head at an error made by sweet girls who want to win this tournament so badly and that clap you did when a game was over and victory was sealed. You would have had your copy of the bracket that you have kept up-to-date and kept us all informed.
We missed you the past two days. Your absence was felt...by me...by her...by our friends.
Love always.
