Well baseball season has come and gone. Son made several outs as first baseman. He ended the season with TWO home runs. And he only had one major boo boo. It was so fun to watch him play. I love this age because he still looked at me when he did something good and gave me a thumbs up. Seeing him smile with his big dimples as he would touch home plate was priceless. But this season of our life is over until next year.
To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven
And with seasons of baseball come seasons of life. Granny Roach is now under the care of hospice. She is choosing not to remove her lung or undergo chemo due to her age. Big prayers for husband and his family.
A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance