3,000 comments, 115,000 views, and 5,000 followers later…this project has quickly become something more than just me…its about us. I can’t tell you how amazing it is reading all of the comments left here and connecting with many of you outside of the blog. I have heard some amazing stories, and am truly humbled by some of the things you have said that this writing has done for you. I get incredibly fired up and it makes me want to work just that much harder. So, from the bottom of my heart, thank you everyone for taking the time to read and write me back. It’s a possibility I would still be writing here today even if no one was reading, but I can tell you for a fact that my growth mentally, spiritually, and physically, would not have been close to the same result. Thank you, thank you, thank you,

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear,
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I marked the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

– Robert Frost, The Road Not Taken

Tomorrow afternoon, I am getting on a pitchers mound again for the first time in years. I was having a long talk with my dad on the way up to Tahoe about what if after years of lifting and getting stronger/recovering etc…my elbow has completely healed and can now take the punishment of pitching? Wouldn’t that be something. I would train to get back into pitching shape, and go play during graduate school. Baseball has always been at my heart as many of you know from reading my stories, and I would go back in a heartbeat if I knew that I didn’t have an elbow that was going to fall apart haha. So I will let everyone know on Tuesday how that goes…but I can hardly contain my excitement. I can’t stop saying it…”wouldn’t that be something.” Take a few years off, get stronger, get better, come back to something I love with fire and passion.

On my mind this morning at 5:15am is one thing…together we are better. We have so much more potential to do great things. We have support systems, we have cheerleaders, and we have those people to help us up when we fall. There will always be those who believe we are amazing even when we crumble. These people are our true believers…and the others will fade and wane. The natural ebb and flow of life. So while you may be focusing on the sizes of the waves of people in your life, simply remember the sand that you are walking on, and the footprints of those who have always been with you…walking by you.


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Evan Sanders