well I feel like this is a fun story.
DISCLAIMER: another tryout story, if you are sick of hearing about my life--i apologize.
Cheer tryouts are 2 days long with a couple of cuts in the process.
i made it to the last cut, & that's when my number wasn't called.
at that moment, I felt okay. I gave my beautiful cousin & my 2 really good friends a big hug because they all advanced and told them I'm okay and walked out of the smith field house.
it was then, on my trek to the car that i called my mom to let her know I wasn't going to be a cheerleader this year.
and that's when the tears came.
as soon as i heard her voice I just started bawling. What I wanted most in my life was out of my reach & there was nothing I could do about it.
once i got to my car, I cried a little more in the parking lot with my head resting on the steering wheel and wondered why this was happening to me?
I was talented; I knew I was a good cheerleader. What was wrong? what happened?
Why wasn't I good enough?
after those intrusive thoughts invaded my head for awhile longer, I turned on the radio.
instantly, words blared through the speakers. they were,
"what doesn't kill you makes you stronger. stand a little taller."
obviously that made me cry harder, and I rolled down the windows and backed out of my parking spot while singing on the top of my lungs. well singing is a stretch. It was more of wailing and sniffling and wiping my eyes while yelling the words. it was comforting for me, but I'm sure all the bystanders and cars I passed experienced bleeding in their ears.
the notes faded to the close of the song & a commercial came on so i switched the station.
& guess what song immediately started?
yup. Stronger.
at that moment, I felt my Heavenly Father tell me, "'doesn't mean I'm lonely when I'm alone,' I'm here; and you will be okay."
so that's my story. never been told before.. but these lyrics have really helped me overcome my sorrow.
I'm okay--i learned a lot about myself, and I'm grateful for the opportunity I've had to grow and meet new people. and to be a fan. that was fun too.
it took me awhile--this summer was a really low place for me--but i survived, and i was okay.
and you know what?
I think I am a little bit stronger.
I know that because I made it through this silly devastation & overcame it even stronger,
I can make it through anything.
this song encourages me.
this song reminds me i'll be okay.
this song gives me hope.
stronger by kelly clarkson
I will never get tired of hearing about any of your life stories Jos! I admire your strength and your courage and hope to be more like you someday :) LOVE YOU!
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