A Little Boy Is Coming Home

A little boy is heading out to the big Stadium later today. To the land where dreams come true and sometimes hearts are broken. To the house that he calls home. To a world of fundamental and eternal truths.

It is a place this little boy has known since he was, well, a little boy. For the secret is this little boy has not been a little boy in a very long time. Even as he yet remains a little boy.

For there are places on our journey that are forever. That remain with us wherever we may be. That are as much a part of us as the air we breathe, as the ground we walk upon, as the light and the dark. That are as natural to us as a smile on a warm summer day.

And when that little boy enters this place he will be flooded with a thousand memories, of those with whom he has been here before, and he will speak in silent tribute to them. For this little boy will carry them with him every step he takes, every sight he sees, everywhere his mind takes him.

I am that little boy and my hope is that I will forever be. I love everything this Stadium has meant to me, all the joy at being at the right place, at the right time with the right people.

Today a little boy is heading out to the big Stadium. And coming home.