He felt very tired now and he knew the night would come soon and he tried to think of other things. He thought of the Big Leagues, to him they were the Gran Ligas, and he knew that the Yankees of New York were playing the Tigres of Detroit.
Let me tell you about someone who always makes me feel better about myself.
It's my niece's birthday. She turns 26 today, and she is smart and beautiful and funny and compassionate. At family gatherings, we often sit by each other because we share the same sense of humor. A little dark. A little sarcastic. We can whisper and be mean girls together.
This past weekend, when I posted about my struggles over this last month, my niece sent me a text message, just saying that she loves me. In the middle of a particularly dark moment, her words lifted me up.
I am loved. I know that. But it's good to be reminded every once in a while. My niece always does that for me.
Today, Saint Marty's blessing is his niece, who is embarking on her twenty-seventh trip around the sun today.
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