Nat

It was our third or fourth warm night of the year, and a work colleague invited a group of us to join him in one of the luxury boxes at the AAA Pawtucket Red Sox’s stadium. The suite includes an indoor living room with television, sectional sofa, a few tables, and a large window so you can watch the game.

Through the door is the outdoor seating area, with three rows of seats, the lowest of which is partially below the level of the infield. I sat there most of the evening, talking about nothing of consequence with three of my co-workers.

Several guests brought their young children, which was nice for those that wanted to play and those that wanted to watch the game.

All in all, it was one of those nights of which you think, this is a very relaxing way to be. There must be people who don’t like professional sports, but I’m not one of them. So I watched the hitting and the running of young men chasing a dream. I watched it with men and women who are chasing or have found their own dream, from a really good spot.

I like to be reminded, as often as possible, that life can be sweet right where we are, that our happiness isn’t dependent on where we ultimately think we need to be. That’s how it was for me tonight.