The WCMS fundraiser is always a good time. I laughed, talked, and spent to much money with fellow workers and friends. The smile was on my face but my heart was a little heavy. A year ago today one of my former students was killed in a freak accident. Spencer Nicodemus was a senior in high school who was getting ready to graduate and take on the world. As people remembered Nico and talked about him, it was amazing at all the lives he had touched. Nico lived a life that was ready to meet God at any time. He lived each day to its fullest and left a mark on this world. He knew no strangers, helped out anybody, and put others ahead of himself. Life is so short and I want to make sure that when it is my time to meet God I am ready. Even though my heart was a little heavy, I enjoyed tonight and tried to live like Nico.
Well, tonight was the first night of Little League baseball practice. We had our first travel ball tournament last weekend in Arkansas. Baseball and I have a love/hate relationship. I love watching the game and Brody play it, and I love watching the game and hate watching Brody play it. The minute the game starts I get millions of butterflies in my stomach. This is his eighth year playing so you think it would be no big deal for me. When it comes to Brody and sports, I am a worrier. He can hold his own and stay right up there with the rest of his team but I always worry that he is going to get in a slump and everyone else will shoot way ahead of him in skill and ability. I have no idea why I feel this way. I can tell you that it is a miserable feeling. I would love to be able to go to the games, sit back and enjoy them, but instead I sit there and worry with millions of butterflies in my stomach. When the game is over, the butterflies are gone, I hug him...
I'm sorry your heart was heavy last night, but I think you did a good job hiding it and pulled a Nico on us all! Hugs friend!
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