Twenty-four+ years. That's how long soccer has been in my life. Not my sport. Not my passion. But woven into the fabric of my relationship with Aaron in the way that a lot of things become woven in - quietly, consistently, just there. For most of those years I was on the sideline. Literally. Watching. Cheering. Present but not really...
Read MoreShe stood at the podium, notes in hand. She'd done this countless times before. "Smile. Hold eye contact. Tell them what they want to hear. Put on a show. Fake it."
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