I made it. I crossed the finish line. I had hoped I would but always left myself the “out” if I needed. Early in the Slice of Life daily blog challenge one of my sons asked what I planned to do after the challenge was over. Would I continue to blog? Ever since he asked that question, I have been asking myself the same. While I was writing my blog I frequently asked myself about my “why” and my “what”. What was the one thing from my day that was noteworthy? Why did I feel so strongly about one emotion over another? Why did I accept the challenge? What was I hoping to accomplish? Like all other races or events that I have trained for, the circling in my mind at times became overwhelming. In my unclear moments, my why became the understanding that life is a journey worth noting and sharing. I accepted the challenge to blog daily for the same reasons I have accepted other challenges in my life. I wanted to see if I could. I wanted to see what I would lea
Last night Bill and I had a great time watching the Auburn Tigers move to Elite 8 status in the March Madness contest. While watching the Auburn players effortlessly shoot 3 pointers I was reminded of years of playing SkeeBall at Rehoboth Beach, DE. As a child, during my college days, in our dating life and as a Mom, I have always been the family reigning SkeeBall champion. I would stand at the SkeeBall throw line and effortlessly sink one winner in after another. Like the Tigers, the joy and elation were obvious. Each 50 point shot gave me more inspiration and more confidence. Winning at sports games and routinely beating my brothers, Bill and my sons helped to define who I am. I have always been an athletic person who loves a good challenge both on and off the court. Last night, the Tar Heels were outplayed by the Tigers but in the defining moment when the high scoring Auburn player Okeke was severely injured the Tar Heels reminded us what playing sports is all about.