To the Ones Searching for Falling Stars

To the Ones Searching for Falling Stars

One summer night we gathered at a friend’s house to celebrate her birthday. I don’t remember how we got from her living room to the field on her grandparents’ farm; I just remember being there. And I don’t recall what we talked about that kept...
Why a Baseball Game Made Me Cry

Why a Baseball Game Made Me Cry

I did something I’ve never done before this morning. I tuned into our local sports radio station – on purpose – and listened to it all morning. As we drove toward the elementary school, my oldest daughter (and recent Royals superfan) said,...

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