Coach Katie

Everyone needs a cheerleader. To raise the pompoms, smile, and cheer us on. To be excited for the really small and/or really big things in life. But sometimes we need a coach too. Someone to hold us by the shoulders, look straight into our eyes and speak words of affirmation, encouragement and belief into us.

This week my husband needed a coach. Someone to tell him to get out there, forget the odds, the past, and move on. It's not something I do often because I find my husband needs more
understanding than a pep talk. And honestly, I need more empathy. But this week was unlike others and required a stronger presence.

However, in the past, this conversation was strange and confusing. I sometimes wanted to throw in the towel too. I didn't always want to be here. Going from writing job to writing job. Living in a very populated city with a kid. Trying to beat the odds.

But somewhere deep down in the belly, this gusto of belief, success, and the hope and faith I talked of earlier came out of me. It suprised me and as the words left my mouth, I began to believe the very things I was saying.

I'm grateful that over the years I've had time for the belief to build up and created a sort of resevoir for future times I might need to put on the coach hat.

Because there are times for silence, understanding and prayer but also times for words. And those words need to come from somewhere!