Well, for those who know my husband....you know that he is a true lover of sports. So, for me it was no surprise that he started teaching our children the same love for sports when they could each hold a ball. For the record, it did not have to be just a basketball but football and baseball as well. He is a wonderful daddy who truly loves to get outside and play with his kids. I think that because he loves it so much they all love sports including Josiah whose second word I must admit was "BALL" instead of "mommy". He loves a ball more than any kid I have ever seen next to Hunter.
This brings us to today. Taylor is playing basketball here at HCS and is only in the 8th grade. However, she is a starter and her daddy and I are very proud of her. She has picked up valuable skills over the coarse of her younger years and her daddy's "tall genes" seem to help her on the court.
We have had three games so far this season and so far we are 2 and 1. Taylor has done a great job at coming out of her shell and becoming aggressive with the ball. She has the ability if she would just apply it all the time on the court. We are very proud of how she has improved with each game and tonight was no exception. She had at least 6 points plus many rebounds and assists.
Not only did the girls win but our boys did as well. I love the fact that I can go and watch her play ball and the rest of the kids here at HOPE. I do however, sit and think about what their parents are missing out on and the accomplishments that these teenagers have made and they will never get to see it. You see each day is something new, just like when you learn to ride a bike or you loose your first tooth. You can not ever recreate those memories. What a shame it is that when they grow up they will not have those thoughts and memories of what happened tonight. With that said it brings to my mind a shot that a young man made tonight; imagine standing at 3/4 court and the clock is ticking down so you throw the ball like a football with all you have......the buzzer goes off and the ball swishes the net.......the crowd jumps to their feet in awe and cheered because you just made a "3" and that could never be recreated in a million years. Thankfully he had peers and staff family and other fans to help him remember such a remarkable play.
I want to always try and do my best and making memories with my children and letting them know how much they mean to me and how proud I am of their accomplishments.