God, Grace & The Grit In Between

I can guarantee that every single person reading this has had a friend, family member, or loved one who has been affected by cancer. As it has affected my life, and those I love in more ways than one one.  I didn't have any sports heroes, idols or general role models that I honestly looked up to growing up. I admired people for qualities that I wished I had or for their strengths that were my weaknesses, but that's it. Now, at 22 years old I have found those role models, the people that I look up to and draw inspiration from. They are the young and brave . Those fighting a battle I know nothing about firsthand. They are daughters, sons, teammates, friends, classmates, dreamers, they are warriors.  On my worst day, I still know that no one has looked at me and told me that there's a chance I may not live to see tomorrow, a chance that I may or may not beat something. Now I know that life is fleeting, and I could live my last day today. But, I know  I don't truly