Hard

As I write this, I am currently the only member of the Richman family not in attendance at my brother-in-law's funeral.

It hurts to be thousands of miles away from somewhere you want to be, so far from people you want to love and support. What they are going through is beyond comprehension. And though I know nothing I do or say can take the pain away, I at least wish I could be there to put my arm around them.

Because I don't know what to do or where to direct my emotions right now, I'll just post the lyrics to the song my sweet husband is probably currently choking out at the pulpit and hope that my loved ones can feel love and peace amidst the tragedy of it all:

little boy in a base ball hat
stands in the field
with his ball and bat

player of them all
puts his bat on his shoulder
and tosses up his ball

and the ball goes up and the ball comes down
swings his bat all the way around
the world so still you can hear the sound
the baseball falls to the ground

now the little boy doesn't say a word
picks up his ball he is undeterred
says i am the greatest there has ever been
and he grits his teeth
and he tries it again

and the ball goes up and the ball comes down
swings his bat all the way around
the world so still you can hear the sound
and the baseball falls to the ground

he makes no excuses
he shows no fear
he just closes his eyes and listens to the cheers

little boy he adjusts his hat
picks up his ball
stares at his bat

says i am the greatest the game is on the line
and he gives his all one last time

and the ball goes up the moon so bright
swings his bat with all his might
the world's is still still it can be
and the baseball falls
and that's strike three

now it's supper time and his mama calls
little boy starts home
with his bat and ball

says i am the greatest that is a fact
but even i didn't know
i could pitch like that

says i am the greatest that is understood
but even i didn't know
i could pitch that good





We miss you already, Tyler.