Great game last night. We won the championship and the game proved to be quite focused and the running felt good. I must admit that during the game I forgot that I was actually a donor at the mosquito blood bank! Actually, I forgot many things during the course of 32 minutes ... I forgot that I was tired from a very full day at work, forgot that my dryer is still on the fritz, forgot that my sink is still clogged, forgot that I am a widow, forgot that Bill was not physically standing at the sidelines. What I did feel was the thrill of a game, I felt the rush of adrenaline from the running, bumping and chasing, I felt Bill's presence in my heart and will admit that there were moments when I heard his voice in my head as he coached me through a few good moves. Game On!
As the medal was slipped over my head, I looked down and chuckled at the fact that Bill played hockey for quite a few seasons before I joined the game and did not once receive a medal. Last year's trophy was all about him ... playing to forget, this season's win is all about me and putting into practice what I learned from watching him from the sidelines. Interesting, that was the second time in the day where I asked myself, what would Bill say? I made some good choices from pausing for a few moments.
I walked back to my car and my thoughts rambled on between the thrill of winning and wondering, what would Bill be saying? Just in that moment, I heard right behind me, "Ginette, you played a really good game tonight." What? I looked back, and was greated by a great big smile from a friend of ours who also plays the game. I don't think he will ever appreciate just how much his words meant to me.
It is so encouraging to know that there are those unexpected moments of genuine happiness that happen as was the case with your friend's comment after the game.
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