Monday, February 23, 2009

this is life

I've spent a lot of time this winter at basketball games.

Now, let me tell you, in this small town that I call home, hometown sports are everything. Just because someone doesn't have a child, niece, nephew, grandchild or Godchild playing on that team does not mean they stay home on a Friday night! We can pack out the bleachers with the best of them.

What do I see there?

Well, I see lots of Wranglers, cowboy boots (most with signs of ranch work on them), cowboy hats, cowboy scarves, vests, western shirts and embellished belts. I see the little kids with the cutest FatBabies running wild.

I see the reality of life here.

What else do I see? I see brothers and sisters and mothers and fathers. I see cousins who have lived next door to each other for 50 years sitting next to each other talking shop. I see people who came out on a Friday night to watch the Bulldogs play the Longhorns, support the choir by buying a balloon and helping the neighbor with cancer by bidding on an item at the silent auction.

I see the unity of our small town.

This is the reality of my life. And I am blessed.

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