Instead, my husband slowly walked into the dugout, sat beside him, and whispered something in his ear. As my husband walked back towards our seat, I watched our son take a deep breath, immediately sit up straight, wipe away the few tears that had escaped his eyes, and rip off the excessive amount of Band-Aids I had placed on his cut. Soon after, he was up at bat and was noticeably more confident, managing to get on base.
Dr. Laura, I still do not know what my husband whispered in his ear that night that provided him the confidence he needed, but at that moment I knew I could never raise him and his twin brother to be MEN without my husband. I can only pray they will grow up to be half the man their father is.
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