Tangled Apron Strings

Last August, I thought I'd cut the

and if not, at least they were loosely hanging.

I really believed I had pulled it off, that is until
TODAY when I woke up
to find the apron strings were all...

For today was

Opening Day

in Iowa

where the Saint lives.

And in Utah,

where we live,

it was way too
quiet.

I didn't hear any of the usual

game day shouts...
"Mom, where is my uniform?"
"Hummer, did you borrow my Under Armour?"
"Dad, will you bring my water?"

Not only did I NOT hear those things...
I didn't hear ANYTHING!

Sigh.

 (insert cricket sounds here)

However, we did hear from Ty
last night.

He was worried about making

the 6:00 a.m. bus.

He set six alarms.

So it should have been
NO problem.

Well, our Apron Strings

know Tyson all too well.

Therefore, the Lifeguard got up

at 5:45 to make sure
(4:45 Utah time)
the Saint was up.

Which he had been, for all of

5 minutes!

I guess even a Saint

needs a Lifeguard

once in a while.

Well by now, it's past game time.

We know the Saint is either
on the field or in the dugout

and even though we can't
see him, we know he is

smiling.

Because you smile when
your dreams come true and
when "Small Town Dreams" come true,

"Small Town People" smile too!

I was smiling UNTIL the tears came.

It happened when I logged onto Facebook

and read this on Tyson's page...

Ty, this is Coach.

Just wanted to wish you

luck this weekend.

Be ready at all times,

have fun and

do it the right way.

I'd be willing to bet Ty was the only one on the AU team,
maybe the only one in the country, whose
high school coach thought of him on Opening Day.

That's one reason
I live in this
small town.

The other is because...

I know you understand why our
 apron strings were tangled today.