This morning as I was getting Victoria off to school the phone rang. "Hi Momma! I just got fitted for a Golden Helmet!" As I have written before, my son Steve is a sophomore at Notre Dame. It has been his dream since he was a small boy to attend ND AND to play football there. He "walked on" for football tryouts in January and has been getting up at 4:30 in the morning to workout with the team trainers before his day of classes begin. He has been happy but exhausted. The possibility of being "cut" hangs over his head everyday. He told me yesterday that this has been his hardest week in college up to this point. He had a philosophy paper due and three mid-term exams this week along with football practice every morning at 5:30. The sheer joy in his voice at 7am this morning let me know it was all worth it.
Steve starts Spring Break today. He and his father are leaving this afternoon for a short weekend in Miami before another week of training three times a day. When Steve returns to campus in 10 days, he will have a locker in the team locker room. Inside will be his jersey and all of the paraphenalia required to play football. But most importantly, when he opens his locker for the first time, his own Fighting Irish "Golden helmet" will be sitting on the shelf. He still has a ways to go. After spring ball, another "cut" will be made. But right now he is still there. Dreaming his dream and working as hard as he can to make it happen. We are so very proud of him. He inspires me to be the best I can be. How cool is that???