I remember driving to baseball games where DS #1 was the all-star catcher.  We would review “situations” on the way: there are runners on first and third, one out, and the guy on first takes off for second.  What do you do? Or, the count is two and two and the hitter likes high and outside: what pitch do you call?

Last night, our new-driver son was driving us home in the dark on a two lane highway.  Ever the coach, my DH started running situations by him: a deer steps into the road, what do you do?  [The answer in our family is always: let up on the throttle, cover the brake, keep your wheel straights, and HIT THE DEER; not because we eat venison, but because too many people have been killed swerving for animals in the road. BTW, we’ve never hit a deer or elk, but have had several close calls.]  Someone has their brights on and you are blinded, what do you do?  [Focus on the white line to the right.]

I’m sitting in the back seat listening, enjoying the interchange. I wondered how a coach would run situations in my life.  Of course, my mind ran to the worst one: a police officer shows up on my doorstep with the news that one of my beloveds is gone.  What do I do?  [The Lord gives, and the Lord takes away, blessed be the name of the Lord.]  What are common situations I will run up against?  A friend calls and gossips: how do I respond?  Or, I realize I’m the gossiping friend: now what?  I wake up grumpy and want to be lazy today.  Do I cave in? 

My dear Mma Romatswe ran situations in her dieting: “Next time Mma Potokwane offers me any of that fruit cake of hers, I shall say, ‘No thank you, Mma.’ That is what I shall say.”

Thinking about it,

Carol