Today I am writing a personal post from a place of joy and pride. First, let me say that I love my two children dearly. I am very proud of them each and every day no matter what they do or do not do. That being said, I must brag about my son’s accomplishment this weekend. It was a precious and sacred moment I will never forget.
My son is 16. He has played baseball since he was 5. We have been through Little League, travel ball, recreational leagues, and now high school baseball. He has done well in all levels of his career and only gets better with each year he continues. I have thoroughly enjoyed watching him grow, learn, and become the best baseball player he can be.
This past Thursday through Saturday his high school team, the Hardin Valley Academy Hawks, played in a tournament nearby in Oak Ridge, TN. We played one game on Thursday, two on Friday and one more on Saturday. The Saturday game is the game I will never forget as long as I live.
He was entered in the lineup as the designated hitter. We were the visiting team, so we batted first. There were a couple of players batting ahead of him. Two were on base. He stepped up to the plate, went full in the count, fouled one or two off, and then cracked the ball over the fence in left center. It was his first home run of his baseball career.
Can you imagine what I did when I saw it go over that fence? Of course you can. I went crazy. I was screaming and yelling. I was jumping up and down like a school girl. I was so happy I almost cried. Just writing about it and recalling that moment brings tears of great joy and pride to my eyes. That moment will live on in my memory until the day I leave this world.
My children are my life. Being a WAHM is the best thing in the world. Because I own my own business and work from home (or anywhere that has internet) I can be there when these precious moments happen. I love what I do and the freedom it gives me. Life is good……
Pat Montgomery says
April 13, 2010 at 10:42 amYou are so right! You will never forget it. I remember running down the sidelines with my son every time he broke one for a touchdown. And he remembers it too, and in a good way. When we were dancing at his wedding, he thanked me for always being there for him and for running those TD’s with him. It was a great dance!!
Congratuations!
SophieZo says
April 13, 2010 at 11:02 amThank you! It was a very special moment. I know he and I will remember it forever. I couldn’t run with him, but my yells and screams can be heard over all others. That’s my way of running with him. 🙂 He knows when I’m there even if he can’t see me. Some people may think I’m crazy, but my son loves the support and cheers so I continue.
Thank you for sharing your story about your son. I wonder what the wedding dance will be like when that time comes for my son. It will be interesting to see though that day may be far in the future. I hope it is as special as yours was.
Sophie