Entering day 3 of our 4 day tournament, I've become a bit emotional. As I watched noah yesterday I absorbed just how much better he is at volleyball than when he entered high school, it was hard not to be awash with various emotions. His mom and I even had a nice little moment celebrating it (very rare).
When he started volleyball some 3 (ish) years ago, he was not to be trusted with the ball. In any circumstance, lol. Then, I blinked, and now he's serving at nationals.
I don't know how tomorrow will end. I just know that when it does, the sweetest boi I've ever known will be about to enter his final year of high school. It's the beginning of the end.
I tell myself that this end of an era is just the beginning of a new one. I've only got so many windows left to open though. Each one closing starts to creep in on you over time.
Did I do enough with this window's breeze?
dj shadowsong: building steam with a single grain of saltalbum: endtroducing..... meffod man really has built a whole steam engine out of a single grain of salt. He shows up every day, puts in the work, and his last year will be his best. What more can you ask of any man?
As for me?
And I would like to be able to continue to let what is inside of me
Which is, which comes from all the music that I hear
You know, I'd like for that to come out
And it's like, it's not really me that's coming
The music's coming through me
The music's coming through me