
Sometimes, this is exactly how baseball makes me feel.
Sour.
Being brutally honest here.
I simply want my husband to feel good about the hard work he is putting
and has put into his career.
Sometimes, this doesn't happen.
I am so proud of him.
I actually don't care where he plays ball.
I just want him to feel that awesomeness
that he so rightly deserves.
I completely believe that God has a perfect plan.
And we will see this.
I just pray for patience for us.
And Willie's good pitching to persevere.
1 comment:
More power to you guys for doing all tht you do. I imagine its hard for Willie and then also so hard on you. Again I only know of the rough spot and the great reflections cause I talk to Tracy's cousin EVERY night to ask him how everything is going. He always tells me that the hardest part is seeing his girls in the stands watching him and he cant sit up there with them to actually watch WITH THEM. I hope he is doing good. I saw he had 3 innings last night and only 2 hits. The starter gave up 4 er's. Oh well. Next time
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