Middle School...some of my most memorable & awkward years.
The years of "high pockets"
as my grandmother used to refer to us as,
because our legs were growing faster than the rest of our body.
Basketball & track were my life!
I was so excited to make both teams.
I spent hours everyday shooting hoops & practicing by myself.
I wasn't great, certainly wasn't the star player,
and there was never family or friends in the crowd cheering my name.
I didn't care...I just wanted to get better!
I played because I absolutely loved the game & for the personal challenge.
It didn't matter to me that no one asked or cared how I played, or if we won.
I just knew I could become GREAT if I just kept trying.
I had an independent, winning attitude then,
and have tried to carry that spirit with me throughout my life.
What I didn't realize though is that I was already GREAT!
It's not the audience that makes the star...
it's the light shining within ♥