I love this time of year. Springtime in Houston means Bluebonnets and perfect days at the park and picnic dinners. This spring also means the release of a new movie called " THE MIRACLE SEASON " in theaters April 6th.
The story is about tragic loss but also hope. Just like Spring pushes through the dark winter to bring us new life, The Miracle season is about finding the hope and light in the dark times of our life. Take a peek at the trailer and gran your family to see this film:
I loved this movie for a few reasons, one of which is that it is about my favorite sport or all time; Volleyball! I grew up in a family of athletes. I grew up going to one sporting event to support my sibling to the next. Most of my siblings went on to play sports after high school and it is something that my kids enjoy doing as well.
Unlike my siblings and extended family, I only played one sport, Volleyball. I really wanted to play in college and even had Olympic dreams. I found a Club team to join (waaaaay back before there were Club teams everywhere) and earned money to pay for it. I would wake up early and run in the rice fields surrounding my home and do drills after practice. I was small and not very strong but I was determined.
My sophomore year of high school, I was bullied, a lot. This was also waaaaay back before any anti-bullying campaigns. That year, I dreaded going to Volleyball because my bullies were also my teammates. I would get so sick before every practice and I lost my focus. Eventually, I decided to not continue my Junior year and halfway through the season, I quit. I left my passion behind and with it, a part of me also left. I no longer had the fire and drive to do much of anything.
Luckily, my senior year I was asked to come back and join. We had a new coach who also knew the reasons why I quit and promised me it would be different. And it was. But I had to work so hard to get back to where I was before. It was so hard teaching my body to react a certain way but eventually, I worked it out and was able to go on and play after High School.
Now that I am a bit older, I still enjoy playing. I credit my drive and ambition to lessons I learned on the court and with my coaches and teammates and family. Now I happily drive my own kids to practice and it makes my momma heart proud to see them excelling as well. They are learning as I did to be focused and dedicated and that takes training and discipline to accomplish.
What about you? What is something that you had to work really hard at? What did it teach you?