That's me in 10th grade.As long as I can remember, basketball has been a part of my life. Up until college, I would have to say basketball more or less was my life.
It's who I was, it's what I was known for, it's what I did. I was one of those people that you could look at and tell I was a baller.
Most of my best memories are on the court or have to do with basketball.
Playing with three of the best (and best looking) boys I know.Once I got into college and stopped playing, it was really strange for me. I still dressed like a baller, and acted like a baller. It was kind of an identity crisis. It took me a long time to realize that my identity is in Christ and it doesn't matter what people know me as. It was a sweet freedom to realize I can dress and act how I want and not how I think I should because of what I believe my "identity" to be.
beautiful.Despite that, since being in college and not playing very often, I felt like a part of me was missing. I know that sounds ridiculously cliche, but I really did. It had been such a huge part of my life for so long, that without it, it feels like something is missing.
you wish you were as baller as us.I say all this to tell you all that I've started reffing for a children's rec league 3 nights a week, and I am loving every minute of it. It's so fun to be around it again, even if it is in a different role than I am used to.
