Happy Birthday Dad
June 6, 2008
Today is my dad’s birthday. He would have been 73, but he has been gone for some time. So instead of writing about a new scientific study, I’d like to tell you about an old one. This story is not scientific, and it’s not even a study of any sort. It’s just about playing catch.
My dad and I probably spent more time tossing a baseball back and forth than anything else. It wasn’t necessarily to throw or catch the ball better. It was simply sharing time. We might talk over this or that between throws or catches, but we mostly just enjoyed the moment.
It felt so peaceful. In fact, the smell of a leather baseball glove or the smack of the ball hitting the pocket still makes me feel at ease. So I always keep a baseball glove and ball in my office. If a day gets a little too hectic or something stumps me, I put on my glove, toss the ball in the air, and play a game of imaginary catch with my dad. It always makes me feel better.
Even better, those games of catch remind me of very special days, wonderful moments. It reminds me, too, that lots of the problems in life are not really that difficult to solve. In many cases, I put on my glove, toss the ball a few times, and the problem just goes away.
So make some time to play catch with your kids today. They could remember it for a lifetime.
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