it's a beautiful thing to see someone you love doing what they love. my school had a basketball game last night and we won (of course). 14-0; still undefeated. I don't understand basketball all that much, but I came to support my #1. :) I was so proud of him, shooting all these 3's and picking the team back up when we were down by a couple points. I loved it. in a way, it made me a fan of basketball. whether it was just for a night or a lifetime. I knew he was good and all, but every stride, every shot and every step just seemed so effortless. I'm smiling now just thinking about it. I never knew watching someone do what they love would cause you to love them even more. it's weird, but I'm not complaining at all. I love it. I love him. And I love seeing him happy. The moment when the buzzer sounded on the last quarter and he smiled and jumped in the air made my heart feel all fuzzy. lol it was just an all around beautiful situation.
I got a small opportunity to chill and talk to my brother-in-law though. he confided in me about his current situation with his girl and I tried to help him and while I still stand by the advice that I gave him, I probably should have been a little bit more...blunt? what I told him would be something that I would do, maybe it wasn't the best advice for his particular situation. but all-in-all, I still think it was good advice. I love him though and it would suck not to see him happy, especially over a situation that he seems to care about so much. I just want the best for him though. he deserves to be happy. everybody does though too, right? the situation working out or him finally realizing that he doesn't have to deal with the situation anymore because he deserves better would be ideal. in a way, maybe I should have advised him to fall back. but I didn't feel it was my place to do so. we're friends and all but...it's just not my place or even something I would do.
but I'm sure it'll all work out. I really hope it does anyway.
