"I no
doubt deserved my enemies, but I don't believe I
deserved my friends."
- Walt
Whitman
What inspires
you, to get off the couch, run a mile, call a friend,
open a door for another, get up in the morning? What
inspires you to breathe? Granted this is an unconscious
task for most, it happens naturally, and there isn’t
much need for serious consideration. But by breathe, I
mean live. Some people don’t want to live, they believe
they have no reason to live. Forgive my candor or
bluntness, I don’t mean to be gruesome, but for me as I
mature my life is cascading around me. I am beginning to
understand it’s urgency, but at the same time it’s
simplicity.
We won some big
time stuff this weekend. We are the 2007-2008 Conference
Champions, and the Frontier Conference Tournament
Champions. Awards and accolades, things that I may not
remember when I am old (I won’t offend by being
specific). But because of these people I have to share
it with, I will remember that this time was special. It
will be sweet remembering Mandy Troutt swatting a girl
so hard, the ball almost knocked someone out in the
third row. Remembering my best friend and roommate,
receiving tournament MVP and knowing that she was
unrelenting everyday for four years, harder than any
other without complaint or blame. I will know that I
shared more than a hundred wins with two of the most
amazing people I will ever know. I don’t know any
college basketball player that is as lucky as I am,
today, right now. And the best part is my relationships,
love and camaraderie doesn’t end here it will continue
for the rest of my life.
