Some months ago I figuratively walked away from this space. Truth is I ran out of things to say, tales to tell, moments to share. My mind was elsewhere and whatever thin passion it takes to write five times a week for the amusement of friends and strangers, was gone.
There were days I missed it but mostly I didn’t. It was if the passion for telling the stories of my family’s journey through sports and life and my observations on all that had moved on just as surely as my boys did.
I wasn’t troubled by that and somewhere deep inside I knew there was a chance something, eventually, would rekindle my interest. And it has. Continue reading