Is started typing this, but I couldn’t find a way to condense it.
Back in high school, I lost a teammates ring during softball practice. We were practicing for the tournament that was coming up (I played centre, and third base).
Grandmas ring that was given to her before she passed.
You see, you shouldn’t wear rings in the event of an accident, and your fingers swell/cut off circulation. So, she popped it into my pant pocket. Unfortunately I didn’t know there was a hole, can you believe it?!
We were all over the field for practice. I skipped classes & spent 3 hrs combing that field, praying that we didn’t stomp it into the soil. I eventually found it. But with consequences.
Currently trying to do something similar right now with life. I’m persistent…but I find that as I’ve gotten older, I give up faster than I used to. I think that is also why I’m thankful I have people around me who push me, encourage me when I get down.
In the last 3 years, you have no idea how much your interactions, no matter how little, have been for me.
Trying to remember my blessings, and trying to stay optimistic.
As a side note, I desperately wanted to be on the school softball team. I went to tryouts with a broke toe. I actually ran laps around the field near my house. I worked on footwork to try and be more responsive. I was proud when I made it. I was lucky that I was able to throw further, and more accurately than most of the other girls.