I cannot sink the putt on the 18th hole to win the Masters.
I cannot get a base hit to score the winning run in Game 7 of the World Series.
I cannot make the half-court buzzer-beater shot to win the NCAA Basketball Championship.
I cannot jump several feet into the air while surrounded by defenders and come down with the Hail Mary pass to win the Super Bowl.
I can, however, steady my husband as he transitions from the lift chair to his power chair. I can also bathe and dress him. I can also prepare and serve every meal for him. I can also enjoy laughing wth him. And of course, I can love and support him.
I don’t have a huge trophy to hoist over my head. I don’t have sponsors to thank for their financial support. But I can certainly thank my “team” of doctors, nurses, therapists, friends, and family. My husband is the reason I have trained so hard to compete. He has kept me motivated with his love and appreciation. It doesn’t bother me that I will never win any athletic championships because I’ve already won his love. I am his champion caregiver! 🙂