Brother always shies away from new things. If it's not familiar he won't do it. He has gotten better. Much, much better.
Well, today, he's going out to do something new in a big way. At age 13, he has decided he wants to play baseball. He has NEVER played an organized sport. I'm nervous for him. Very, very nervous. He is nervous. But, I'm so proud of him. He has worked very hard to learn to throw a baseball and to catch. He worked hard on his own with his "come-backer net" while Ben was deployed.
And, I'll have to admit that I'm worried about the social aspects. This age is difficult. I can only hope for kindness. Okay, I'm a wreck, but I can't let my dear son know it.