I tear up a lot these days. I did it again last night when I read
a blog post* that was about what impacted college athletes the most.
Well, what their parents said to them anyway. The heartfelt comment was,
"I love to watch you play."
Wow! Did I tell my boys that? Do I tell my daughter that? I hope
my boys know that their football games meant the world to me. In hindsight,
sitting at those games and watching them play their hardest were some of the
most amazing moments I ever had as a parent.
These days we watch our daughter play soccer with a renewed spirit
(she almost quit last season) as though she plays every game for her
brothers... she wants to make them, especially Matt, proud. She's proud of
herself too, and there's nothing more awesome to watch as a parent.
I loved watching my boys play. I love watching my daughter play.
'Nuff said.
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