“Remember that guy that gave up? Neither does anyone else.”
It was a beautiful sunny and cool Sunday morning, and I just arrived at my youngest brothers flag football game. I am one of four children, we are very busy on the weekends, and it is hard for me to get to my little brother’s games. I wanted to come today because I know how much it means to him when one of us can come see him play. As the youngest, he gets dragged to all of my, my brother’s and my sister’s events. It is hard for us to always be there for him and that is why I wanted to come today.