My mom loved to play softball.
When I was in young women's and played softball with the church, my mom used to come to not only my games but my practices.
There were times when the girls would be there and the coach wasn't and my mom would make us practice fielding the ball. She would set us up in the outfield, go to the batter's box and shout at each girl telling them that the next ball was coming to them. Then she'd toss the ball in the air and hit it exactly where she said she was going to.
I wish I would have realized how important those moments were at the time.
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