Day 3,276

The Closing of a Fish Decade

This was maybe somewhat reminiscent of our faces when we initially got the news. Alert. Ready. Surprised. Confused. Eager. Unsure. Confident. And maybe on my end, a sprinkle of nostalgic grief. 

Adam’s manager of baseball operations told him at 2:30 yesterday over a phone call that he was being “designated.” In baseball terms, that’s more or less saying “you’ve been cut.” It came somewhat unexpectedly—as he hasn’t yet pitched an inning for the club this year and was waiting, ready to be reinstated from the Covid IL to his team. Though it wasn’t necessarily the information we planned on receiving as he took the phone call, our gratitude toward the Marlins is nearly inexpressible, and the conversation ended as it always has with the Fish: pleasant, professional, sincere, and hopeful. 

With nearly a decade of hard work and fond memories, we—with a smile—say goodbye to our Fish.

Ah, the lump in my throat is back. 

I’m not yet prepared to say all I want to at the moment, as its 4:30AM and I’m just now writing this. I’ll have more tomorrow when I’ve gotten some rest. 

Anyways, Adam got off the phone with Mr. Mike, we hugged, I cried in his cozy arms, we finished the dishes, put the babes in the car, and made our final drive to Miami to pack up our Little House. 

The lump is bigger. 

I’m so nostalgic. 

Haha.  

We packed and cleaned and did some gymnastics.  

It took us four hours. 

With four kids and a dog with us as we worked, there was plenty of redirection and distraction. 

And as an official parting gift, a clogged sink fiasco demanded a 45 minute delay as we took apart the pipes to unclog the drain.  

Weeeeeeeeee!

But alas, at 10:00PM on Sunday, August 30, 2020—after ten seasons with the Marlins—we took our last photo as Fish, got in the cars, and drove away. 

“Bye bye Yourami.”

We’re sure going to miss you. 
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We’re good. We really are. Adam is an immovable, unshakeable, confident, and submissive follower of Christ, and trusts the Lord’s sovereign plan for his life eagerly and without hesitation. With such a faithful and prepared shepherd leading our family, receiving the news came only with a bittersweet and nostalgic, sentimental ache in my heart. And darnit, that lump in my throat too.