Yesterday, Kyle was coaching a tackle football game and wanted me to be there. You know what’s neat? He wants me to be at ALL of them. This isn’t even something Nathan’s in. It’s Kyle coaching the offense, and I’m honored to be asked and pleased to be there for him, and at yesterday’s game, I walked away with more than one treasure.
As most families do, the kids and I talk with our eyes without saying a word, and at every game, there will be, at least, one moment, where Kyle turns to find me to say something from a distance. That’s ONE of the reasons I love being there, so when he looks, he can find me. And as I stay on the sidelines, there’s always someone to talk to.
With everyone I meet, I say, “Which one is yours?”, while motioning to the boys on the field. Every time, the person (usually a man) responds with who they have on the field. I love it when they ask me, “Which one is yours?” because I smile and point to Kyle and say, “The coach in the green shirt is my son!” Yesterday, this exact conversation happened and went on even further.
When the man I was talking to heard that Kyle was my son, he turned to me and said, “That’s my son’s FAVORITE coach. At one of the games, my son’s belt broke, so his pants weren’t able to stay on over the pads. I didn’t have another belt for him, so he was going to have to sit out. Your son took off his shoe laces and tied them together to make a belt, so my son could play. He’s so good with the kids!”
My inside was like ‘What’ and ‘Of course he did!’
I told the man how much I appreciated him telling me because Kyle hadn’t mentioned a word about it. My son is such a good boy…such a good man…such a good coach. I’m just so very proud of him!
After the game, I repeated the story to a girlfriend of Kyle’s “in front of Kyle.” I told them how happy I was to know, so I could write about it. Kyle said, “Oh, greeeaaat” and smiled. He loves his mommy and never tries to stop me from writing, even when it’s about him.
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