Beauty in the Struggle Called Life
It has been almost 30 years since I lay awake on a small bunk bed in Guatemala City questioning my life choices. A light in the hallway illuminated the room just enough that I could make out a large spiderweb…
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Resilience
Maybe the Point Wasn’t Winning
The only year I played baseball, my team was the Orioles. I was ten, kind of a weird kid if I’m being honest, and the only left-handed player on the roster. I threw left, batted left, and stood out just…
