I get it. After more than 4 decades on this earth as a type A competitive kinda- gal, I have finally embraced that it really isn’t whether you win or lose the game… Sometimes just your effort makes you a winner.
My oldest boy Ryan is trying out for his high school football team later in the month. Ryan is an amazing kid- I would get a kick out of him even if he weren’t part of my pack. He’s smart, sensitive, witty as all heck and has a quiet determination that never fails to amaze me. A “jock” however….meh. Not so much. We’ve tried almost every sport with him…. baseball, soccer, basketball, swimming, horseback riding, karate…he played. And had some fun, and never quit… but nothing ever really got him.
I really believe each of us has to find that one thing that you enjoy doing so much that you lose track of time doing it…you love it- love doing it, and love getting better at doing it. It could be sports, drama, writing, art, um…scrapbooking!…. solving puzzles…whatever- but when you find that “thing”- it’s just amazing! For awhile, Ryan really enjoyed acting. He was great at it- and put alot of work into it. He would amaze me by memorizing pages of script just before an audition. He got to play a few roles on film- and was so professional and unflappable- I really felt my heart swell with pride. It was his thing— and that was good.
I don’t know if he’ll make the team or if he’ll ever be described as a jock. I do know he is so proud of the work he has been doing to get to the tryouts… and I am so very proud of him. Win or lose…. the way he has played this game has changed the way I see him. His dedication, responsibly, good humor and determination… yes, he is still my little boy, but I can see the young man in him now. And he is a winner.