The very last soccer game of my son’s high school career was tonight. As a senior this year, he finished one more chapter in his life. It was painful to watch the game knowing there are no more games. I have watched him play this sport he loves since he was four years old. Like everyone says, it seems like yesterday that he was this little blonde headed boy chasing after the soccer ball in a big swarm of other kids, now it has come to an end. Sure he may play inter mural soccer in college but I won’t be able to see those games.
The game was also a reminder how little time I have left with this young man. Graduation is only seven months away. What happened to that little guy I dropped off at preschool yesterday? Why can’t we be looking for a grade school for you instead of a college? Why did you have to grow up so fast on me? Yes we still have a few more months before you go to college but I know that will not be enough. Each passing day rips my heart just a little more.
The game ended with a 10-0 win for his team, with my son being credited with two goals, both goals coming with the ball deflecting off the opposing teams player. I will treasure this game and many others from his career and reflect on them often.