Ive been cleaning and reorganizing some rooms in my house and today it seemed that everything reminded me of the 'old days'. Days when WH and I coached the older boys' baseball teams, how much fun we had, how our afternoon and weekends were consumed with adrenaline rushed ball games and practices. Especially that last season where the team was undefeated and won everything. Thinking of the times we went out without the kids, the times we went out with the kids. The birthday parties, family barbeques, holidays, births of babies, days spent in the mountain refuge, at the park, shopping, sport events....just everything.
How sad to trigger from good memories! I want so badly to have our old life back. The only thing good that has come out of this year is the birth of my youngest, precious baby boy.