As I look at him on the court, I almost can’t believe he is the boy that was so sad, angry, maybe a tad depressed just months ago.
Before he started taking his tennis seriously (thanks to his new coach) he wasn’t a happy kid. I actually worried about him on daily basis.
Now I look at him and he has loads of confidence. He controls his temper. He motivates himself. He learns from his mistakes.
What a difference it has made in his life. He has found his passion. It’s not about the winning or losing. It’s the passion. Finding the place where he belongs.
Tennis is his place.