I have one more year as his mother – to watch him have fun playing a backyard game that he absolutely adores. I have one more year to see him work through failing and keep his focus through success. I have one more year of knowing that my son is living directly in the place that his love for the game of baseball and his faith in God has brought him to be.
What happens in the next year doesn’t change anything I have just stated. His love for the game, his faith in God, and my journey in motherhood… nothing changes.
I have one more year to relish in what life is, what it was and what it may become. IF I am lucky, I have one more year” -Maci