He was the kid that just was without trying; Homecoming King, Eagle Scout, football star, scholar athlete, seminary attendee, friend to all, etc.
I mean just check out his old football profile, he was recruited by 11 schools!
After working to save up for a mission he left for the Philippines and then headed to BYU on a full ride scholarship. He red shirted his freshman year and then had a terrible injury his sophomore year which took him on a 1.5 year journey of recovery. He decided in that time to give up his full ride and they gave him an academic scholarship. What THE?! First a full ride athletic scholarship and then when that doesn't work out they give him an academic one!? I was lucky to even get into college.
While watching the game last night I thought about what our lives would be like if he hadn't gotten injured and where he might be. From what I hear from his most loyal fans he would've gone onto something more, NFL maybe. How cool I would be married to a guy in the NFL, how cool it would be to be making tons of money and be known by the world, or that's what some might think. I know there are a lot of people out there feeling like they missed their big shot, feeling like life threw them some unfair passes and constantly talking about the things they could've done.
But not my husband. He rarely talks about it, in fact he doesn't even really watch the sport anymore. Some think its because he didn't get his shot but deep down I know its because he has realized whats really important.
He has now devoted his life to training kids to help them avoid injuries and is trying to teach them to be more aware of their bodies like his parents tried to teach him. He has turned his life to God and helps us prepare our Sunday School lessons for the kids at church. He devotes his time to making me happy and making sure that I have all I need. He is the sweetest, kindest, most loving, and funny guy I know. And I get him for the rest of eternity. Football isn't his love anymore and I am grateful his career didn't go much further. I don't have to worry about further injuries or time away from the family on important days. And even though I was a jersey chaser most of my life I am glad this jersey was retired before I met him.
I married a has-been and I couldn't be happier.
Such a sweet post. Sure love ya Breezy!
ReplyDeleteI stumbled onto your blog by facebook. Thanks for this article. It gives me hope in my situation. :)
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