March 4, 2010
I had planned on writing a column about the upcoming season and everything else that we think about when spring training rolls around however "Life" got in the way.
About a month ago I was in Las Vegas sitting at a slot machine with my mom, she turned to me and told me that she had breast cancer. My mom has been there every step of the way for me. She was the team mom when I played little league, she was the one that carried the big purse to hold all the baseballs that my brother and I caught at games while we were kids and she has been my strength and courage through the tough times in life.
I have to admit I haven't really thought much about baseball lately. It is funny how something that is so big in your life can become so small when something like this comes around. This year the day that teams play with the pink jerseys, pink caps and pink bats will now have special meaning to me along with the millions of others that are affected by breast cancer.
So today instead of thinking about all the games I might go, all the autographs I might get or all the balls I might snag this season I am thinking about my mom. I know that she will be in good hands and that God will watch over her as she steps to the plate against cancer.
I guess sometimes "Life" just gets in the way of baseball!
John Witt is a contributing columnist to myGameBalls.com and also maintains a Blog.