Who's Life are you living?
I've come to a conclusion that people live their lives through someone, or try to model a relationship/life committment from past experiences. People use this model as a base for their mission in life and through the "life lessons" picked up or not picked up, they mold into the person they want to be.
Let me give an example, myself of course.
I have two role models in life, one is my father and the other is Jerry Rice. Most people who know me know that Rice is my favorite football player, but he is much deeper than that. I was in California visiting my grandparents, I grew up loving the late 80's early 90's 49ers cause I got into a fight with my dad as a child and said I would stop being a Steelers fan. Laugh all you want, we still hold a battle in the household. I was in high school when I went to see my grandparents and I was watching sportscenter. They did an interview with Rice, and of course at that point, he was just my favorite athlete. During the interview which took place in his injuried year, they asked him how does it feel to be on the sidelines due to his injury. Rice, who has never been injuried before start to cry saying, "It hurts to see your team doing bad and you not being able to come out and help them". When I saw that I damn near cried....
Why? Think about sports today, currently the biggest athletes have been with more than one team either cause of difficultly with team mates (Shaq), team going down the tubes (T.O.), more money (A-Rod). When you have a prime athlete who is distraught cause he can't help his team, it is RARE. Very Rare! Not to mention, when the 49ers where not going to bring him back, he gave thanks to the fans of Frisco and got a standing O. With him, its about Pride and the love of the game. He is a father and has a dedicated work ethic, not to mention the greatest reciever ever....
Not to down play my pops, but the Rice story is better than his...hehe.
My dad, who has molded (somewhat) me into who I am today. Either through his good times, his good lessons and great values, or his fuck ups, I because the person I am today. But to the original question, who's life am I living???
Taking a step back and looking at what I have, want, need, and desire; my morals, thoughts, values and my accomplishments. I can safely say that my life is now starting to become my own. Thinking back on the last 5 years at lunch with an old college mate, I can see how I have grown and become independant; not completely, cause no one can ever know everything, but I have engraved lessons from the past that are now taking shape....time will tell if those will further guide me, or restrict me....
Let me give an example, myself of course.
I have two role models in life, one is my father and the other is Jerry Rice. Most people who know me know that Rice is my favorite football player, but he is much deeper than that. I was in California visiting my grandparents, I grew up loving the late 80's early 90's 49ers cause I got into a fight with my dad as a child and said I would stop being a Steelers fan. Laugh all you want, we still hold a battle in the household. I was in high school when I went to see my grandparents and I was watching sportscenter. They did an interview with Rice, and of course at that point, he was just my favorite athlete. During the interview which took place in his injuried year, they asked him how does it feel to be on the sidelines due to his injury. Rice, who has never been injuried before start to cry saying, "It hurts to see your team doing bad and you not being able to come out and help them". When I saw that I damn near cried....
Why? Think about sports today, currently the biggest athletes have been with more than one team either cause of difficultly with team mates (Shaq), team going down the tubes (T.O.), more money (A-Rod). When you have a prime athlete who is distraught cause he can't help his team, it is RARE. Very Rare! Not to mention, when the 49ers where not going to bring him back, he gave thanks to the fans of Frisco and got a standing O. With him, its about Pride and the love of the game. He is a father and has a dedicated work ethic, not to mention the greatest reciever ever....
Not to down play my pops, but the Rice story is better than his...hehe.
My dad, who has molded (somewhat) me into who I am today. Either through his good times, his good lessons and great values, or his fuck ups, I because the person I am today. But to the original question, who's life am I living???
Taking a step back and looking at what I have, want, need, and desire; my morals, thoughts, values and my accomplishments. I can safely say that my life is now starting to become my own. Thinking back on the last 5 years at lunch with an old college mate, I can see how I have grown and become independant; not completely, cause no one can ever know everything, but I have engraved lessons from the past that are now taking shape....time will tell if those will further guide me, or restrict me....
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