Our youngest son got the news today that he didn’t make the final roster as a transfer walk on at a TX D1. Of course he’s disappointed, but he’s excelling in a degree program that he really loves and believes that everything happens for a reason.
I hate to admit it, but I’m a little relieved. I’ve watched him struggle and work through surgeries and rehab for the past 3 years and I know he would never quit voluntarily. He told me he has no regrets. It was nice to hear him say that. He had to make some tough decisions along the way, but he made them, gave every opportunity his best shot, and didn’t look back.
I guess the reason I’m posting is because I believe he laid the foundation for the peace he feels today by making his college selections based on what was important to him, not anyone else, and trusting that God would guide him.
Believe me, when the time comes to for your son to “hang up the cleats” nothing means more than to hear him honestly say, “I wouldn’t have done anything differently.” I know I’ll sleep better tonight …and I’m sure he will, too.
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