I grew up in a small town along the Ohio River where high school football was a big event on Friday nights. My house was four short blocks down the hill from the high school stadium.
I remember, as a young boy around five or six years old, standing on the sidewalk in front of my house on a crisp Friday night and looking up the street at the lights of the stadium. I could hear the band playing, the crowd screaming, and the comments being made on the public address system. I really did not understand what was going on, but I knew that I wanted to be there.
One night my grandfather took me up the street to the stadium. I remember my excitement as the lights got brighter and the sounds louder. We worked our way along the side of the stadium until we got to the back of an endzone on a small hill. There was a chain-linked fence about ten feet wide where people could see into the stadium. I wiggled my way between some adults until I reached the fence. I will never forget what I saw that night. I watched the players on the field in amazement, and thrilled to the sound of the band playing and the announcer on the PA system. Also, I discovered something new; football fields had a strong grassy smell. I never wanted to leave. – Finally, I reached the Friday night lights.
Little did I know, as a young boy standing on that sidewalk, that years later, after a lot of hard work, not only would I be playing under those lights on a Friday night, but be captain of the football team playing there.
I wonder if I went back to that small town on a Friday night in the fall, if I would find a young boy standing on a sidewalk, looking at the lights dreaming. I hope so because it was an incredible journey for me.
Life’s journey is full of dreams and aspirations. Never stop following your dreams because the journey is worth all the effort. Even if you fail to reach what you are after, you will be better because of the journey.