Throwing a Football

Today, was long. Volleyball in a gym and concession stand all day long!!!

At the end, during clean up, an alumni threw me a football pass that I caught with my right hand. A 7th grade boy shocked that I could catch, said, "nice catch." I laughed, placed my hands around the laces, and lightly threw a spiral pass back to him. I stood and watched it glide threw the gym.

Football means fall. Football means the cold us coming. But throwing that pass today reminded me of my backyard days at my grandmas. I spent countless hours playing football with the neighbor boys. Even though I couldn't out run them to save my life, I could throw one hell of a pass to them. Always better than the non athletics but fast kid two doors down. I was the only girl who got to play and i loved it.

As I cleaned up the gym, my mind kept wandering to my days of living at my grandparents and how much I loved playing football with the neighbor boys.

Today, I am thankful for football in my childhood. :)