We went to watch a friend play basketball the other day, and I smiled at her dad helping coach the team. It brought back a lot of memories of my own dad coaching our teams - softball, basketball, baseball, and taking on any role he could to support us in our other activities such as choir and band.
Parents who give their time to practice plans and practices and games.
Parents who give their energy to leading, to figuring out, to supporting.
Parents who say the hard things, make the hard team decisions.
Parents who dig deep to find the patience with each player - and twice as much for their own.
Parents who spend a whole lot of time figuring it out the right thing - and way - to address all the things.
Parents who, by necessity, develop thicker skin.
Parents who create the spotlight moments and then quickly step out of the light.
Parents lugging the equipment, helping with directions.
Parents with a word of encouragement and a lesson on sportsmanship.
Parents who give to their own kiddo, but also to so many more.
Parents who are intentionally stepping out of their comfort zone.
Parents who are just happy to get to be there.
Parents who usually don't get enough credit.
Parents whose kids don't quite realize what a blessing they're being given in the moment ... Oh, but later were thankful for them.
Our parents on the bench.
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