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Baseball

I played baseball in 6th grade - maybe even 7th - it’s been so long that I can't remember - a fractured knee cap kept me from playing my 8th grade year – and high school was all about basketball for me - I didn’t realize how much I missed it until I started helping my sister with my 8 year old nieces team – now coaching a bunch of girls between the ages of 6 and 8 wasn’t the easiest thing to do – I’m just thankful they were at an age where screwing up was expected and having fun was more important than winning – the picture above is from our team party –helping coach also allowed me to reconnect with a couple of girls from high school who invited me to play on an adults only girls team twice a week – I’m probably the worst player out there but I’ve been having a blast.

Back to bloggin

It’s mid July and my life has been turned upside down, flipped around, and completely shaken up. They say everything happens for a reason and hopefully that reason will soon show up and smack me in the face. I didn’t start this blog to share my dirty laundry but to remember my life as the days go by and my memories start to fade. I want to remember the happy times and keep record of the things that made me smile. The rest can be forgiven and forgotten. Here’s to my beautiful life and keeping the memories alive.