A whole lot of lasts.....
I am in the season of lasts right now...last kid in his senior year, experiencing his last basketball season, last home game with a team with which he has played his heart out, last time cheering in the stands, last time watching him shoot a three under pressure.... a whole lot of lasts. And that can make a mama weepy. The other day, I was eating lunch, contemplating how my son's heart must feel, knowing these lasts are here. I put myself in his shoes, knowing that time is literally running out on his basketball career. And I cried.... I cried thinking about how he will feeling as he hears the national anthem for the last time, wrap arms around teammates for the last time, leave his all on the court for the last time. But you see, I didn't actually put myself in his shoes... I put him in mine . I figured since I was stuck focusing on the "lasts" that he would be too. But I'm wrong....thankfully, I am very wrong. You see, for him, this isn't the end....