Someone recently posted this
pic on Facebook.
The second I looked at it I
was instantly transported to my Happy Place! I took in a deep breath because I
was sure I could even smell the little guys in the picture. A mixture of leather, sweat and fresh air;
there’s no other smell like it. I should
know - I’ve smelled it many times over the last twenty three years. I smell it when I linger in my man’s embrace
after he has spent time with his third love – coaching a baseball game (Jesus
and me are first and second loves, ya know), and especially on the two little
boys in my past who the boys in the picture remind me so much of.
My happy place is our first
home up on the hill with my two little guys playing a two man baseball game out
in the back yard. Dressed out like these
two, with full gear, and a freshly raked “mini diamond” they created out by the
barn those two little guys could play all day long! When one wasn’t there the other played by
himself – throwing the ball up – whacking it hard and running the bases – being
sure to slide into home! Ah
memories!!!
As the snow piles up today I
find myself visiting my happy place a lot!
Wishing for spring…baseball…seeing my boys…and the hope of summer on the
horizon!
Where is your happy
place? Claim it and go visit it often!
