The Curse Has Ended—Thankful Thursday

I am an Atlanta Braves fan. I love Braves baseball, and I don’t mind that they finished near the bottom this year. “There’s always next year!”

Now I am also a Chicago Cubs fan. You see, I know one of their relief pitchers, Carl Edwards, Jr. He was the pitcher on the Dixie Youth baseball team that CJ pitched for when those boys were in the fifth, sixth, and seventh grades. He was special then; he’s special now!

Chicago Cubs' Carl Edwards celebrates after Game 7 of the Major League Baseball World Series against the Cleveland Indians. The Cubs won 8-7 in 10 innings to win the series 4-3.

This is NOT my picture, though I wish it were! That joy you see in his face? That’s the joy I saw when I watched him pitch as a youngster. I just finished reading an article about CJ. He wants to use some of his major league salary to buy tickets for the Dixie Youth baseball teams to come to a professional game and to stand with him on the field during pre-game. He wants to build a Dixie Youth complex here in Prosperity for the little boys in the community. This young man is something special. Let’s go, Cubs!

Besides celebrating the Cubs’ World Series win, I have so much for which to be thankful:

  • John continues to recuperate and heal from those nasty kidney stones last week.
  • Aaron has a wonderful fiancée who is so family-oriented; she is, in part, responsible for restoring Aaron to his family.
  • My family gathered Tuesday night for an impromptu fish fry/Beaufort stew supper. Two of Mama’s neighbors came as well. Ms. Eleanor and Mr. Jack are like family. Mr. Jack’s wife passed away just a couple of weeks ago from Alheimer’s disease; Ms. Eleanor’s husband has been gone three years or so. You might think it was a sad affair Tuesday, but it was joy filled and so much fun!
  • My niece, my brother’s child, Georgia, may be a “beauty queen,” but Georgia has a generous heart. Last night, she hosted a Sonic night to raise money to find a cure for JM on behalf of a little girl whom she met during the summer. Elle has this auto-immune disease, for which there is no cure. Her white blood cells are attacking her body. Georgie, dressed in typical teen-age style last night—blue jeans, t-shirt, and her Miss Elite Teen sash—greeted customers with her beautiful smile.

This practice of making “gratitude lists” gets easier over time because the more I think about the gifts I have been given daily, the more I see them.

By Olivia Fulmer

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