Well, I’d thought the key in our front door, last Friday, had been David’s, but our minds were blown when the person who walked toward us, smiling broadly, proved to be Barry (with David arriving, later in the day). And so, based in our family’s passionate reactions during basketball playoffs, another voice joined the chorus, and our enthusiasm for celebrating Father’s Day, today, heightened, as well.
And yet again, you can see why, when considering the bigger picture of my life, I feel so deeply blessed.
As for right now, Barry just hugged each of us, this time in readiness to drive back to the coast (and being that I ran on pure adrenalin, throughout the entire weekend), it seems best for me to rest up for the next hour until Philly and Atlanta challenge each other over game seven on the Sixers’ home court.
Wishing all of you a happy Father’s Day, wherever you call home …
🙋🏻♀️🏀Annie
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