Tournament Defeat

Last night was our 4th and final game of the 2009 baseball season. We lost for a second time, meaning we are out of the tournament. It was a heartbreaking loss. Perhaps because of the late hour (8-10 p.m.) or maybe we were just worn out, we were beaten pretty badly. Spirits were low, but the boys kept trying to the end. I was so happy that Jacob went out on a good note in that he got a great hit in the last inning. He should feel good about his season, how much he personally improved, his sportsmanship, the wonderful team he was part of, and the great plays they completed during the tournament.

The girls are now very busy with swimming while Jacob is involved in a Robotics class. I finally had a chance to watch Charlotte swim yesterday. Where have been while she's been turning into a fish???? She just seems so long and lean in the water and has an amazing backstroke. Jacob has expressed interest in swim team so we're looking into it. If what I saw yesterday is typical of Charlotte, she will most likely join as well. She's really looked good skimming through the water!

And I'm so proud of Laurel and Mary who are progressing rapidly. David has hinted that we may be able to get a pool of some sort once Mary learns to swim. Looks like we're well on our way toward that goal now.

As for me, I continue to wonder where my niche is. I sat between two mothers last night that really didn't seem to care that our boys were losing and feeling demoralized by it. One actually started reading her book. My DNA just doesn't contain the "who cares" gene about ANYTHING. Maybe I haven't matured yet? But I actually like my passion. I hope I never stop caring about life. Yes, I probably care too much too often about things that are too small. I need to work on that. But I hope I am never indifferent. Indifference really bugs me. I doubt I ever will be since I'm middle-aged and FAR from indifferent now. But I do wonder if God has a spot in his kingdom for the outspoken, passionate, over-does-it-often woman.