Coulda been worse
Last Monday evening couldn’t have been sweeter! Hubby and I traveled an hour away to a small town to watch our middle daughter play her last JV softball game for the season. The ballpark was like a scene from a movie perfectly placed near the center of town, only one set of bleachers set right behind home plate, and dirt parking lot. I loved it! Nicely painted infield and a well-manicured outfield with old, rickety announcer’s box that one had to climb a ladder to get into facing the action. It was cool! The weather was chilly with a chance of light rain but luckily it stayed away till the very end. Not only was her team was victorious over their opponent but my daughter hit her first grand slam home run ever and I was there to witness it! Standing and cheering proud in the bleachers, I watched her smack it over center field sending three runners home before she, herself, jumped on home plate with a smile as big as Texas!