I signed Jr up for track the other day and the guy behind the counter asked if I would like to volunteer to help as a coach or in some other capacity. I wanted to say no. I want to be able to go and just enjoy watching my son compete, but I didn’t. I said yes.
The reason for this is simple. As a kid I was very active in sports. Soccer, baseball, football, swim team and anything else I could sign up for. I loved to compete, and I think part of that is because my dad said yes. I could look back through my team photos from my childhood and my dad is in almost every single one of them. He was so supportive. He was involved in everything he could be and I love him for it. He worked hard all day, came home, changed his clothes and headed to whatever practice or game we had going on, and always cheered us on.
There are so many kids out there who have parents that really don’t even care. It is a sad truth. I want my kids to grow up and know that I support them. I want them to know that I will help them succeed in life in every way that I can.
Thanks dad for all you did, and continue to do for me! I don’t know if I showed the appreciation for it back then, but your effort did not go unnoticed, and I will pass that on as best I can to your grandkids!