Off the Bounce

That's how I've lived most of my life, off the bounce. Something happens, my world drops out from under me, and I hurtle towards new ground, hard and unyielding. So, you either splat face first in the dirt and lay there moaning, or you bounce back to your feet and keep moving. Sometimes you find your feet quickly and get back on track, sometimes you wonder around in a daze for a year... but you keep moving. Sometimes you even stumble into the most wonderful thing that has ever happened to you.

Bounce back, keep moving. Sure beats a faceplant in the dust.

PHOTO: That's my son playing first base. He gets to try pitching a game on Thursday.