I remember being told things I didn’t want to believe when I was younger.

Maybe not disbelieve, but just kind of shrugged my shoulders and went on about my business without thinking twice about it.

However, now those same clichés, statements and pieces of knowledge are the very things I say or pass on to people in my life.

‘Live in the moment,’ ‘You never know what’s next,’ ‘You never know what tomorrow will bring,’ ‘There might not be a tomorrow,’ ‘Enjoy as much as you can now because it’ll never be the same’ and ‘Stick around the people you love and cherish the most because you don’t know when the last time is’ are just a few of them.

The last year or so has been a giant eye opener to all of them personally and professionally.

My stepfather — who was basically my father for about 20 years — passed away, friends close and sort of close have come and gone, my relationship status changed twice when I thought things were set, I bounced around the country and lived under eight different roofs.

Some of the old wisdom I heard thousands of times over the years kept me afloat and helped me raise my sails once again.

I never forgot the moment.

I was always prepared for what was next even though I didn’t know what it was.

Not knowing what would happen tomorrow led me to cling to the most important people in my life more than ever because I didn’t know when or if I’d see them.

Following the advice I once never wanted to hear helped, so I began delivering the same messages to my nieces, nephews, friends and whoever else wanted to listen or hear but not listen.

The same old man spiel can relate to sports.

June and July are full of happy and sad moments for Little League teams, players and coaches.

There are momentous highs when a team wins its first game, wins a league, wins a district championship or is the best in the state and continues to climb into tournaments never before entered.

There is a reason to celebrate, a reason to hug your teammate, smile at your coaches and live in the moment.

Then a loss comes and then a second to be eliminated from the tournament.

At first, it’s epic chaos because your team was supposed to win or this was something you never wanted to end.

We never know what tomorrow will bring. Not everyday is a win.

Although the loss brought heartbreak and a flow of tears to one summer day, those hugs to teammates and smiles to coaches shared in victories are just as important in defeat.

Actually, more so, because you’re showing those people in your life that you wanted them there on that team, in that situation, just as much as they enjoyed sharing the time with you.

To me, that’s living in the moment — all moments.

Brandon LaChance is a NewsTribune Sports Writer. He can be reached at 220-6995, or sports@newstrib.com. Follow him on Twitter @NT_LaChance.


A real time look at local businesses social media postings.

Recommended for you

Load comments