I don't ever remember my parents putting expectations upon me. But, I do remember not ever wanting to disappoint them. I could do anything I wanted (except the violin - the beginning learning sounds would have been too much for them). They allowed me to choose my own path and I knew that they would be somewhere in the crowd supporting me. When I decided to try out for 7th grade volleyball, they dropped me off. I didn't make the team. I didn't even know what kind of sport it was, really. I'm sure they knew the outcome before hand. I was allowed to try, anyway. When I wanted to try out for the femal high school choir, they said,"sure." I didn't make that either. I'd never sung before, really. But they supported me in that tryout also. When I made the high school dance team (never danced in my life), they showed up for EVERY SINGLE game and competition I performed at. My mom sewed butter bean costumes for all of us. Their support meant everything to me. I always knew they would be there. I recently saw a little video of a professional football player looking for his mom in the stands. "Where's my momma? Has anyone seen my momma?" He kept looking and looking. Finally he saw her. He waved to her. Then he was ready to play. I always found my parents in the stands too. They are still always there. I'm so grateful for them.
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