Wednesday, November 11, 2015

Basketball is my Favorite Sport #7

There is a possible storm in my brain. Brainstorm. When ever I think about a moment that changed my life, I think of the time when I cried after a doctors appointment. It was the first time in years that I had allowed myself to cry in front of my mother. I was 14. I was big enough to go to stake dances, it was my last summer before High School, I was starting to take a big interest in lifting weights (though I seldom did so)... I was big teenage guy. But that's not what the streams of salt water that were streaming down my face were telling me. The doctor had just told me that I would be having surgery on my elbow.

I wasn't to worried about my elbow, I was worried about that sport that I wouldn't be able to play for a year. My whole life I had dribbled a orange ball up and down cement, wood, and gravel. I had worked my whole life to be a basketball star....

That's what I'm thinking at the moment. I'm going to play with some more ideas but that was a moment that changed my life.

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