Football season ended a little over a month ago. It had been a tough season for Joe.
Joe is number 15
Processing the death and feeling the loss of Thomas has been tough for all of us. Including this big teenage boy.
He also injured his hip flexor at the beginning of the season. This put him out for six weeks.
When he was all healed up and ready to play again, the coaches had already gotten in their groove with certain players. We can't blame them. Six weeks is a long time to be out. So needless to say Joe had a lot of time on the side lines.
Most of the games he didn't get in at all. He was frustrated. Very. Very. Frustrated.
But, the last game of the season...
with about two minutes left in the game, they put Joe in. They gave him the ball and he ran it in for a touchdown!
My baby got a touchdown!!!
He was thrilled!
The coaches were thrilled!!
I didn't have the camera out when he came out of the locker room and met us at the car.
But, my dear, dear boy, the look on your face when you saw us; the smile on your face that went from ear to ear; that we haven't seen for a while. That look, that smile I will always remember. I don't need a photo because it is forever photographed on my heart. We are so proud of you. Not because of the touchdown, but because you stuck with it when your heart was someplace else. We love you so much.