I often wonder what my life means. Do you ever ask yourself, "Does my life have meaning?" Well, I sure do. I love teaching in the classroom. What is ironic is I quit everything in my life so that I could coach football and be unabated in what my coaching career was to be, so I took up teaching to make that happen. What is the irony in that you ask?
Well, I almost like teaching now more than I like coaching. I think this is two-fold. On one hand I like coaching, but sometimes it seems to be too much. Secondly, I like teaching the kids who have no one in life to be their compass. I like to work with those kids and tell them that they have a chance and everything they want in life is right in front of them. I want to focus on my personal life a little bit now.
I went to my grandmother's funeral a few weeks ago and the overwhelming question on my mind was, "What did her life matter?" Then my mother got up and she said that my grandmother lived for her family and especially for my grand father. And that made sense to me. My mother has suffered from MS for the last 20 years and I wonder, "What have I really done to help her?" My father just had a portion of his lung removed and is going to begin Chemo treatment in a week or so, and I think, "Have I been there for him?" I cherish the long phone conversations and just watching a game with him while he is in his hospital bed, and I ponder, "What if he should die?"
The passing of my friend Gary Scheiss was a huge blow to me. I still have not forgotten about it. The day he died, my world was turned upside down. Looking at his son Nate and seeing his family and the turmoil they went through was almost too much. I think the biggest eye-opener was the fact that Gary was not much older than I and his kids were very young. I just want my kids to be much older before that time comes. I guess we can't live in fear, but I have to wonder, how much I will regret not focusing on my family on this run of coaching; which leads me to my most important relationships in life.
I love my wife. She is so beautiful and she has done everything to make me and my family successful. I am not sure that I can ever thank her enough. Right now I am working a part time job as a ref so that she and my kids can have the Christmas they deserve. It is not like we cannot do it anyway, but we are working to be debt free by the end of next summer and want to have enough cash to buy a new mini-van (no payments, I love it). I wish that I could be more of a husband than the one I am. I don't want her to one day realize that I haven't done all that much for her and that I am really not worthy of all she has done, the cooking, cleaning, and staying home with the kids while I am at a game or a practice. Has it been worth it for her? And then I wonder, what it is that I have become.
I think in life we are all naked and lost in the forest, but it is the security of relationships with people who need us as people that take us out of that primitive state and make us feel reassured. That and knowing the gospel of our Father in Heaven. I look back now and I realize I have always been blessed; it has just taken too long for me to stop and notice. Well, now I am noticing and appreciating all of the little things in life.
I play sports with my son constantly. I don't even care if he ever plays any sports, I just like the time with him. I love to read to my daughter Emily as she is the cutest little girl on the face of the earth. I have a hard time relating to Caitlyn as she is from my wife's first marriage and is big time ADHD. I hope that I have provided everything she needs and as she grows older she will overcome some of her disabilities and live a healthy fruitful life.
I constantly hug my son and give him kisses and tell him how much I love him. I hope he doesn't grow-up with a false sense of masculinity where he feels he has to be "tough", and that he knows that he can always hug his father and that I love him very much. I love to listen to my daughter explain to me the world around her and to try and see just how important the littlest things are.
Right now, I just go to work and then come home. I spend all of my free time with my family and I am grateful for that. That has always been my main focus, but in all reality it has been somewhat secondary to my passion, of coaching. I am not so sure that coaching is really granting me the benefit that I need, or should I say that it takes up a lot of time and effort. In some regards, I feel that I am very unhealthy. I walk everywhere and I feel lethargic. I no longer play many sports. At sometimes in my life I act as if I were getting old, but older than 30's.
This brings me to my greatest worry in life. I am worried about my health. Two days ago, I just weighed in at 328.5. I was doing great with my health and eating right and was at 312, but the last few weeks have been hard. I reffed some games tonight for the third time in the last few weeks and it felt great to get out and start moving around again. It is kind of like a catch 22, you get so outta shape that it becomes harder to workout and exercise especially when you work all the time and spend any free time with your family. If you try to workout more, then you have to give up family time and you get even more tired. I guess the key to life is balancing your responsibilities.
Anyway, I think that it is interesting how we change as people the older we get, both mentally and physically. The older I get, I begin to realize how precious life is and hope to make the most of it. I hope some of you read this and gain something, if anything that life is precious and we need to be grateful to our creator for all we have.
God Bless
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