I Started Something Hard
Maybe I Am Worth the Risk
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20 Months,
Dear Myles,
It’s not like I have the time. Between working, chasing after you, and trying to be a good partner, it is not like there is any extra time, or energy to spare. But after watching you for months, days, weeks, and hours—trying to learn to throw a ball in the air and catch it—I am inspired.
I started something hard, something I have been putting off for a long time, because, truthfully, I did not think I was smart enough. I did not think I had what it takes—truthfully, sometimes I still don’t. But there is something about seeing you try and try at something difficult that makes me think maybe I should try too. Maybe I have what it takes—not just to throw and catch a ball, but maybe—just maybe—I could even throw it up in the air, off the glass, and windmill it in, Vinsanity style.
There is something about having a child that puts a battery in your back—something that makes you feel like you can do anything.