Ever since I was a little child, you knew I was in love with basketball. You saw me playing with my brothers and could tell it was something I was meant to do.
When I was 10, I think both of us realized that basketball might be more than just a sport. It was an opportunity.
And you did what you needed to do, so I could take advantage of this ‘opportunity’.
Back then, I didn’t fully grasp all the things you sacrificed for me. All I saw was that you’d be gone all day.
Those 7-to-7 or 7-to-11 shifts were so long. I was too young to understand – all I asked myself was:
“Why does she have to work so much?”
I now know you were working, not for yourself, but for me & my brothers.
You wanted to provide us with everything we needed to succeed in life. For me, to succeed in basketball.
Equipment and shoes weren’t cheap. The teams I played on cost money. You knew that if I wanted to continue my dream, you’d have to work non-stop to make it happen.
I can never repay you for all the time you dedicated.
Every move you made lead me to where I am today.