June 16, 2014
In the course of your life, there are certain moments that you remember as clearly as if they happened yesterday. Some are big moments, but most of them are small. And this weekend, at Tony Bennett Basketball Camp, was one of those moments for Jack. And for me.
But not for the reason you think.
Despite his most fervent desire, the idea that Jack would even be able to attend a college basketball camp was a stretch at best because of a rare disease no one has heard of (for more read here). But this one – 2 half days with parents in attendance – seemed like the best shot we’d ever have to give him this dream. Way too often in my younger life, I preemptively said no to things that I suspected I couldn’t do. And that was the safe thing to be sure. But I also regret that I didn’t just try some things, even if they would have ended up with me unable to walk for days.
