I officially have pieces of my heart scattered all over the globe. When I look back across my travels I see a little plywood house in Ensenada with a neighborhood of kids who love soccer, a quiet seminary campus in the heart of Lima, a small shop-owner on a warm beach in the D.R., a Saturday of summer chores in Jalisco, and the biggest family you ever did see at la reunion in Chile.
I have friends from around the world who’ve touched my heart and taken a piece back home with them to Japan, Germany, Spain, and Saudi Arabia. And I’ve got teammates living in almost every state of the Union.
Sometimes I wonder why.