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It was a beautiful, warm fall day and we were outside playing catch. My little girl is typically very brave but every time the ball was thrown her way, she would assume the position of fear. Hands over her head, eyes tight shut, hoping to magically catch the ball. Like every other dad, I yelled at her. “You will never catch the ball with your eyes shut.” In the middle of my speech about overcoming her fear, I realized this is a great metaphor. How many times has life tried to play catch with me and I closed my eyes and hoped for the best?