I stood in the middle of the gym watching the boys play ball. There were three different games happening, all demanding my attention.
"Ms. Chloe watch this!"
"Aye this one's for you."
"You seen that right?"
And of course all the screams, eye rolls, hand gestures, and sweat, that somehow always ends up on my shirt. Gross.
Wednesday use to be the worst day of the week for me. Now it's one I look forward to most. For a lot of different reasons. Family time is my favorite. And I never get tired of playing or watching ball with them.
There is going to come a time when none of those boys play in that gym anymore, and I won't be yelling at them to hustle back on defense. And the thought of that makes me really sad. That's life.
I'm just real thankful that right now, in this season of life, I am blessed with the ability to stand in the middle of the gym and watch the boys play. And soak up all the life lessons that come from that hardwood floor and that hoop.
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