It is cold and rainy and blown and lit into a beautiful night of flags flying and colored uniforms. We are outside facing elements of low temps and scattered water and walking and bending (wait. no bending. bending hurts.)
the kids are playing.
So many kids you know and don't know and, "Hey, Ms. Goff."
There are conversations and wins and losses and people are expecting.
Today I am grateful for the opportunities, for a library, for a yard, for a squad, for coaches for buses, and cars.
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