Then, on a Saturday in October, which started like any other day, I drove about an hour away with my mom to watch a couple of coach’s scrimmages. Because of the set up of the scrimmage, we were allowed to watch from the sidelines. And that’s where I finally learned the lesson that I was not in control. No matter how hard I tried, or how much I planned, nothing was a given.
Someone who knew this journey as well, hugged me and just held on. And all she said was, “I know.” So here’s a heart hug from me to you ... I know.
This is one of those times when what’s going on at home can be prioritized over what’s going on at the field, even if it’s just for a few hours.