On July 10th I ran my first 5k of my life. Its a new thing I have gotten into, running, for no reason, just running. I know who would have thought I would actually do something like this. This coming from someone who only participated in like 1.5 summers of preseason workouts, out of 4. But something in me changed and now I actually enjoy it, I make time for dates with the treadmill in the evenings. But back to July 10th, I was so proud of myself for signing up for this 5k, but this day will not be remembered for that for me. Instead its one of the saddest days of my young life....
5 days later I tweeted after the funeral "It will go down that I carried you, but you have always carried me". I was a pallbearer for my high school coaches funeral, it was an absolute honor but definitely not easy. I think about her often especially after getting this coaching job. I can't count how many times I have wanted to pick up the phone and call her for advice. I know she is watching over all of us, walking with the Lord and teaching the Angels how to play defense. I miss her, we all miss her but she is still with us everyday. Not that I need a reminder of her, but more just in memory of her, I got another tattoo. A blue cancer ribbon with the Jimmy V quote "Don't give up, don't ever give up." She never gave up, she won... STEPH WON.
During my Christmas break at home I had the opportunity to spend Christmas Eve at the Phillips house with the boys and the Giddens. The boys remind me of her, their mannerisms and some of the things they say. She would be proud of them, I am proud of them. I got to help the boys put out the Reindeer food and get the milk and cookies ready for Santa. But my favorite part came after all that when I was laying in theirs bed trying to get them to go to sleep so Santa could come. Its a memory I will cherish forever.
2 comments:
Very sweet.
I love you dearly Heather Ezell. I am so thankful you were there and I KNOW she was too.
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