It's a LOVE/HATE thing...

The HATE started

7 months ago,

the day Ty became

a SENIOR.
I cried when he left

for school.
I knew it would be his last...
"First Day".

Then he put on that
uniform
He chose to make this year
different.
He gave all he had.
That's when the LOVE

kicked in.

It was then

I realized that when you're cheering for a
SENIOR
it's different.
It's something more.
It's something deeper.
I LOVED every,
single, solitary
minute of it!

That was, until
I arrived in Park City.
I knew it would end there.
I cried.
He cried.
Dad cried.
Coach cried.

Through our tears
we learned an
unavoidable truth...

If you allow a season

to begin
you must also allow

it to end.

The HATE of today began on that tearful day,
4 months ago.


Today my son is a
SENIOR baseball player.
I cried when he left.
He was in his red, white and black

with "Cowboys" displayed across his chest.
I know today is his last...
"Opening Day".

However, I also know...
He will smile from the dugout.
He will smile from the field.
He will smile when he stands to bat.
He will smile when he slides into home.

He will smile today because
BASEBALL
is what he LOVES.

And because he will smile...
I will smile
Dad will smile

We will smile together

simply because
he is what we
LOVE.

GO COWBOYS!!
Isn't it ironic that we ended football against Park City
and we're starting baseball against them?