Life with an Angel (Chapter 6, page 2 of 33)


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Chapter 6

It was a fun time for us. Mitch and I were on the basketball team and Amy was a cheerleader. One thing about Shelbyville - they loved their basketball and the fans would fill up the big gym every Friday and Saturday night.

Now bear with me on this chapter. Amy said I spent too much time talking about the basketball game and less time on the point of this story. But I felt it was important, at least to me.

We all have those days that we feel are the best days of our lives, and then we have those days that we think are the worst days of our lives. This day was both for me.

It was Thursday night and I was home in bed. I liked talking to my Angel, Michael, at bedtime. It wasn't until later in life that I realized this was a time to reflect on the day and it helped relieve the daily anxiety. Of course, Michael never responded to me, but I knew that was the way it was, and that was okay. I would continue talking to him as if he were my best friend. Friday night was going to be a big game against the undefeated Columbus Bulldogs. Our senior center for Shelbyville was out with the flu, and the coach told me to be ready to start the game at center. I couldn't believe it. Not only was I going to be playing varsity center, but I was going to start the game. Man, I couldn't think about anything else. I somehow felt the whole game rested on my shoulders. I was nervous about playing in front of all those people. It was amazing. After all that Mitch, Amy, and I had been through, this simple basketball game seemed to mean everything in the world to me. I was hoping that somehow Michael could help me play better. I didn't think that was asking too much. Although in the scheme of life, this basketball game was no big deal. Well, it was a big deal to me.

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