joy from a kid'
Recently my wife and I were watching a baseball game on television. The teams that were playing don't really matter, other than to say that they are both locked in a "fierce battle" for last place in their respective divisions, so there were many empty seats in the stadium.
A home team player hit a foul ball that went into the stands down the first baseline. Perhaps you might have seen the result on mlb.com, but the camera showed a boy as he ran over and grabbed the ball. The look on this little guy's face was priceless. He took the ball, kissed it and held it close to him as he worked his way back to his seat. What wasn't shown on mlb.com was that another young boy, perhaps this boy's brother, came over to him and both of them shared the same excitement.
At that moment it occurred to me that, even though dark, depressing stories seem to permeate the news, and technology has made it seem as though the world is spinning out of control, there are still moments when everything is pulled back into focus by the simple, pure joy of a kid treasuring a foul ball that he grabbed at a major league ballpark on a soft, warm summer night.
Somehow I find comfort in that. Hopefully, you will as well.