A half-baseball metaphor


If we ever have kids, I hope they one day look back on this moment, and realize the split-finger curveball that God threw at us (their mother and I) was never intended to strike us out, but to make us better at the trick of being fully human, fully present.

Also, haters best recognize; I look good in a collar.

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