The kitchen window...

I could hear him first. I smiled when I reached the kitchen window and saw him in the backyard juggling. Varsity soccer tryouts start this Thursday and he's been training morning, day and night, relentlessly.  It would embarrass him to hear me say it, so I'll write it here instead.

You inspire me kiddo.

So lately I've been walking every day. I've been taking strides to look after myself. I want to be alongside (on his team), cheering him on for as long as I'm able.  I'm a huge fan and being there on the sidelines fills me up like nothing else. 

I remember what it felt like to look out and see Mom and Dad.  They didn't need to say or do anything.  Their presence alone was fuel.