Day 75

Mothers’ Day. We don’t do Hallmark holidays in our family. Any time I get to be with Hollie and Megan is a holiday so I don’t need any cards to prove it. I’m still feeling uneasy and unfinished. Today I will be aware of my connections and make sure that I am getting the response I want – acceptance and acknowledgment. First, a walk, maybe meet Hollie at Safeway, church, Giants game, binging on Family on demand. Time passes without a trace.

POH

When I was watching the Giants game yesterday, I remembered that I learned to enjoy baseball from my step-father, Fred. Other than watching games with him, I didn’t like him. I thought he was mean to my mother with his sarcastic barbs. He didn’t mind slinging a few at me too. Once he met me at the door with “Here’s old, fat, and ugly.” I said that my suitcase was still in the car and would he like to explain to my mother why I didn’t stay. He backed down. I know he liked using her money.

Back to baseball. He did explain the terms. I liked understanding what was going on. I like baseball because it’s spread out on the field, the goal is simple to see, and the athleticism is obvious. I have favorite players that I like to watch. I caught on and, except for some of the statistical data, could follow the plays and know who and what was happening. I learned to root for them and even be loud about it. And Fred could use his vocabulary on the players of the opposing team. He always wanted hot dogs so he could be one of the spectators.