Just when you reach a point in your life where you are certain that you have everyone you could ever need, fate comes along and proves you wrong in the most wonderful way possible and all of a sudden, in the space of an instant, you are left holding yet another piece of the puzzle that really, you weren’t even sure you were missing.
As many of you are probably already aware, due to slightly unfortunate life circumstances I have spent the past five years patiently waiting for a time when I could finally experience the magic of baseball in Lismore first hand and ironically enough, as luck would have it 2014 brought with it the chance to do just that and while I had obviously held long lasting expectations, I think it would be safe to say that those expectations have well and truly been surpassed.
Not only did I have the absolute time of my life playing a game that I love more than anything in this world, but I was lucky enough to become part of a team in which the bond was almost indescribable. In fact, for a group of people who were thrown together rather spontaneously, the extent to which we all instantly moulded together is something that I have never before experienced in all of my years of baseball and the simple fact that I was able to share in that, is something that I certainly won’t be forgetting any time soon.
An entire weekend filled with smiles, laughter and inappropriate inside jokes. Crazy adventures and countless silly selfies. Adorable sing-a-longs and rather impressive drunk dance-offs. Daily pool sessions and impromptu rain delay entertainment. On and off the field team bonding and friendships that will undoubtedly last a lifetime, all shared with some of the most amazing people that I have honestly ever known.
Another magical milestone on my long road to recovery, another mountain of memories to add to my ever growing collection and yet another reason to count my blessings, a million times over and all just from one wonderful little weekend.
Dearest Universe, you have most definately outdone yourself this time around. You have spoilt me rotten in the best way possible and for that, I will be forever grateful.
So to my hilariously wonderful, ever so talented and endlessly beautiful Brisbane North stud muffins; thank you for the weekend of a lifetime. Just in case I didn’t already tell you enough, you are all incredibly amazing and you have without a doubt worked your way into a rather well loved place in my heart. Something which considering the type of people that you all are, should come as no real surprise.
Baseball as a whole has always been a rather magical little family in my eyes. One which honestly, my life would be nowhere near as bright without and after the adventures from this weekend, not only have each and every one of you weaved your way beneath the wings of that family, but you have done so in a way that almost feels as though you have been there all along.
Lismore 2015; I am already counting down the days.