look back on your promise, the one people said you were crazy for. look back on the failures you took responsibility for every single night, even when everyone knew you couldn’t do it alone. look back on the disappointments and the heartache and the criticism, the games you were embarrassed to be apart of, the games when the c burned on your chest like a fresh brand, seared into your skin.
look back on it all. i hope you feel nothing but pride, because we are all so proud of you.