Recently, I wrote about getting hurt — specifically about the possibility that a baseball might hit my son as he tried to field it. About being brave. About the temporary nature of pain.
More recently, a deflected baseball hit my own eye socket. Hard. While another one of my children was watching. (No worries: I’m fine.)
It was an unexpected opportunity for me to demonstrate how to navigate pain, injury, and a little embarrassment.
Sometimes life asks us to teach theory. Other times, it prompts us to put that theory into practice.
Be ready to walk the walk. It’s a gift.