|Jojo, Liza, and Bekah, mid hug celebration. Loving life|
When the fun is gone, we are left with very little meaning. Love the people you play with. Love the sport you play with them. Love the feeling of a flick huck coming off of a strike cut to a wide open teammate. Love the feeling of that layout D, moments before you get it. Love the fact that you just dedicated your life fully to a team for the past year or x number of years, and it's finally working: it's finally falling into place.
Now's where you make the hard work and dedication all pay off. All that means nothing if you don't love what you do.