I’ll never forget my first experience being a baseball wife. Scratch that. I wasn’t yet a wife or even a fiancee. I had just graduated college and was spending a few weeks of my summer in Salem, Virgina cheering on the man I knew I would one day marry. This was Kyle’s first full season…
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On a more personal note…
This post is going to be a little different, a little more personal. Hence the title. Since the genesis of this blog, I’ve debated whether or not to share this aspect of my life with you or not, but when a friend approached me to do an interview for her blog about this very subject,…