I don’t think there’s a name for my current position with the team.

Yes, I’m listed and paid as a reliever. There’s no confusion when it comes to the people signing the checks.

But it’s always an argument that anyone in any position that they actually care about and intend to keep should be assessing their value.

You should know what you’re worth and how much your employer can and likely will lose if you dropped the mic and walked out.

You’ve got a general idea; everyone does. And any mother has it double since they’re called on to basically work two jobs.

I didn’t grow up with my father but noticed the actions and interactions of the fathers of my friends…

The few that were around.

The few that served as coaches and gym teachers and just fathers that you knew were around.

But even those guys had wives that were working just as hard, keeping everything running in the background.

They’re the true heroes and for a day, we stop and say hey and wear alternate jerseys with a pink hue and pink bats. And it’s something, especially since they do throw money behind it and local causes in most places.

But the real thank you’s and gratitude should come big like that more than that; more than just one day.

In fact, if you consistently forget you get to looking at the front door and wondering exactly who will be coming through it next.

A lack of true appreciation can cause fissures that, while potentially tossed, can never be resealed.

That’s when you see lifetime guys ending their career someplace else, eventually forced to sign for a day to retire the right way. In the end, we’re all just looking for some appreciation.

And a name for what they do.