Last night culminated this past season of softball and dragging our big blue chairs and small striped kids' seats to the field to watch Chris and the rest of his team run the bases in hopes of passing home plate a few more times than the other team. Playoffs came and went. Did we win? No, but we sure had fun.
At one point while my sister-in-law was up to bat, Aliyah yelled out from her little chair perched behind the fence set up right next to the player's bench.
"Crystal, you just have to believe!"
I'm living by those words today, with all the bases loaded and the pressure of hitting a home run is on me. But, I believe.