Today is my brother's convocation. I watched his highs and lows of his academic career, the consecutive all nighters that he pulled and the happiness he derived from those hard earned grades. He often took the road less travelled on his academic journey and did it alone, consequently taking the harder route too. As my closest friend and only brother, I took great pride in my brother's convocation, graduation and achievement. These past four years has been long and hard, I sincerely hope better days are ahead of him. As the convocation came to an end, all the graduates walked out with great pride and were welcomed by their friends and family like how celebrities are welcomed by their adoring fans. I came to realize the importance of these academic achievements and how I've always overlooked it....
As for me.....
its been the chronicles of final pursuit...a search of new world certification of unblemished but overlooked dominance...a longing for what once was the surely exhilarating sense of being the best at what you do. We are defined by choices and preferences that paved our legacies...and decisions that will shadow us forever. These will all come together as the brutal task in Florida lies ahead. I was taught to dream and to dream big and believe in it wholeheartedly into making it a reality. But every time I try, there's always a roadblock it seems. Its like taking one step forward and 2 steps back. Something is always in the way of what I truly want. I was told road blocks are setup in life to weed out the weak. Yet I don't fear adversity, life never intimidated me. Every morning I wake up to remembering how close I was to fulfilling this dream in March at the Olympic trials for Team Canada. I remember that Roy Jones Jr. once said "..cant no one ever stop me, can't nobody ever keep me down...when you come back losing...the worse loss you ever had in your life and you come back like nothing ever happened...now that's a true champion." Overcoming that loss is border line impossible for me it seem. It's deepest emotional scar of my failures. While others choose to indulge themselves in fun and pleasure, I've devoted a lifetime to this passion and I won't let my opponent best me for something I've worked so hard for. Everyone has their time and I truly believe that this is my time....and tournament in Florida is just slightly over a month away....
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