This Saturday morning I woke up feeling like I was on the mend but still feeling the effects of my ailment. At midmorning my son had a baseball game. I was worried as to how well I would be able to finction but all went well. My son did great, he kept a good attitude and didn't make any mistakes. I have to say that his play is the best it has ever been. Even though he is not a naturally gifted athlete, he has put in the work and it shows. At one point, one of the other coaches looked at me and said that he has a commanding presence on the mound. It was the greatest thing that a man could hear about his son.

At one point in the morning I looked up and realized what a glorious day it was. The fall weather that morning was perfect and my son was getting to play the game that he sees every night on TV in the playoffs. There was a flock of grackles circling the ballpark and landing in the outfield. At one point they came flying overhead in waves. It was a captivating site and I couldn't help but think this was the greatest day of my life - so far.

In the evening my wife was working. I managed to have the energy to get the house picked up and the kids fed early. So we all went to the park and had a great time. I wished that I could make a meeting but will have to go another day.

Thanks be to God.