Now I think I can.
Baseball.
Everyone is cheering for their team. When their team does well, all is grand. When their team doesn't.... that's a whole different story.
Pitchers do their best to pitch with the support of their fielders for those pitches that make contact. The fielders are prepared for almost any scenario, as they practice, practice, practice! Same goes for the pitchers and catchers.
But there's a variable. The batter.
You can't always predict what the batter will do, despite statistics and analysis. It's a bit of a wild card.
Like in life.
You can be prepared for everything you can possibly prepare for. You can study your opponents. You can practice your pitches. You can run through plays on the field.
But until that batter, your opponent, steps into the batters box.... you won't know how it will all play out.
Like in life.
Where you try to be planned and prepared for your day, your week, your month. Where you try to have preventions in place to avoid major catastrophes. Where you try to take your knowledge of your routines, your job, your expectations, your community, and know how to participate in your world without too much worry. Sure, people worry about money and jobs and kids, but in general, you know that life is going to be pretty routine, or so you hope.
Until the next batter comes up.
And swings at your splitter.
And rocks the world that you've grown comfortable and knowledgeable in navigating.
What then?
