I learned this lesson in 7th grade. My oldest friend, Laura asked me to go to a cross country practice to see 'if I liked it'. (Side note: I've never liked running. Ever.) So, I think it's pretty needless to say that I did. not. like. it. Laura liked it. And then she hurt her back. And she couldn't run anymore. And without me, they wouldn't have enough people to compete. I was the fifth person and I had to do it or our school wouldn't have a cross country team.
I wanted to quit so bad. But my parents wouldn't let me.
So, I ran that whole year. I hated it. And it hated me. I was horrible. I was always in the back of everyone... I was never last, but always way too close to all the last people:) I was so upset at my parents for not letting me quit because I hated(ok, hate) doing things I'm bad at. But they would tell me 'Julie, you are such an important part of that team. Without you, there wouldn't be a team'. Generally, when people hear that it's because they are the BEST at something. Not so much here.
But I learned a very important lesson. I am not a quitter. Things aren't always fun, but if you make a commitment, you have to carry it through. It wasn't always a welcomed lesson, but it's a lesson I am so glad that I learned.
Thank you, Mom & Dad, for instilling values in me that I still use in my adult life. Thank you for being a constant source of encouragement(even when I sucked at cross country). Thank you for being an example of how I should live out my life. Thanks.
Apparently, there is no picture of all of us since my wedding day. So, this is Robby and I with my parents. We've all aged three years so use your imagination! :)
Have a great Monday!!!