What tree branch was this on?

My girl friends in college (and well, we're still friends today) and I used to always joke about 'which tree branch of life was this on?'

Whether it was the most awkward situation ever, the most random run-in, or a professor who goes off on you on Valentine's night about how she doesn't have a life and is going to go home to Ben & Jerry's, we used to always claim that we never saw this coming...what tree branch of life was this on?



There are things you see coming. For example, a job, jeans days on Fridays, and a daffodils during April.

Yet, there are some things you never see coming.

Recently, one happened to me.

I'm now a lacrosse coach. Not a third grade one, but a high school one.

The ironic part is that I've played and given lessons in so many other sports, but not this one.

I'll use my dad and brother as examples that new sports are quick to pick up. They've had many successful teams in new areas. And, I'm already experiencing the many parallels between tennis, hockey, and bball with lax.

Lax (I got that lingo part) started once I went to UVA. But, UVA is #1 at lax.

My PT/mentor played in college and immediately gave me a stick. I appreciate the thought. At least, someone older believes in me.

One of my student's plays lax and he brought a neon green 'lace' and strung my stick today. I'm sure it won't hurt or increase my ability, so I couldn't turn his hopeful eyes down. I appreciated the thought. At least, a 3rd grader believes in me.

But more importantly, the lesson learned here is a result of many 'what tree branch of life was this on?' moments. I feel as though many people my age are becoming more consistent, looking to settle down in terms of comfort, and capitalizing on their securities.

Well, lax isn't something I'd call a security. I had no lax 101 or all-state recognition in lax. It's refreshing to embrace a new situation yet be confident that I'll learn quickly all while enjoying it as I draw on these past 'what tree branch of life was this on?' experiences.  If I hadn't had those awkward, new situations in the past, then I'm not sure I would have been as open to try something so new.

It's humbling. It's rejuvenating to learn again.

My principal and I had a great conversation about a teacher and a coach. Granted they're duties are reciprocal, but a true teacher can walk into a K or 12th grade classroom and teach, a true coach can walk into a swimming pool and onto a lax field and coach. I do agree. I will draw on this. I appreciate her support.

I'm thankful to God for this new opportunity of growth as other areas of my life are becoming consistent.

Once again, I asked God back in July, what could I do with you by my side?  Well, buckle up here we go...

Moral of the Story: Do one thing every day that scares you.~Eleanor Roosevelt