It's been a long day; I am just getting in from my son's baseball game. Daniel had a good game tonight. He had 3 hits, a double and two singles. He had 5 RBIS and two stolen bases, and caught a couple of pop flies in center field. For someone who knew and understood so little about baseball and basketball, I have become a sports fanatic when it comes to my # 1 athlete, my son, Daniel.
Daniel will be graduating from middle school in a few weeks and moving on to high school. We have shared the same building for the past eleven years (I teach school). Needless to say, I am going to miss my guy as he moves on to the business of preparing for college and choosing an occupation, along with the ups and downs of dating. I have been fortunate that I have been able to be near him and watch him grow and learn all of these years. I can still recall the days of preschool just as if it were yesterday. Daniel spent a lot of his preschool years being a dinosaur, and later he became a host of superheroes to fight and protect his domain.
Then he moved into the world of sports beginning with T-ball and expanding into basketball. Daniel also enjoys drawing, video games, and water sports. He has participated in some school plays and has served as Vice-President of Student Council.
I know these last few years of high school will past quickly, and then I may well be faced with the empty-nest syndrome. But until then, when is the next ballgame?