I wrote a letter to Bud Selig last week.
Before I wrote it, I didn’t know that he had a name.
Not Bud, exactly, but the guy who’s in charge of major league baseball.
You can read the letter here and then please tell me what you think. I’m a big (ahem) girl, and I can take it. I know there must be a flaw in my reasoning somewhere and I need help seeing it.
Is it because it’s happening in a sport that my son loves? Is it because I realized that it doesn’t just take a village to raise a child, it takes absolutely everyone who has ever walked the earth?
Am I just being “such a mom” about it?
I don’t know. But this has been bothering me for weeks.
One year ago ...