I’ve learned a lot during the past few months. I’ve learned how precious each day is. I’ve learned not to take a moment, an opportunity, anything or anyone for granted.
I’ve also learned how blessed I am. Blessed to have a loving family that supports me and is there for me no matter the situation. It’s hard to put into words what we’ve been through the past few months without my dad, but I know each passing moment makes my love for my family stronger.
I’ve also learned my family is even larger than I realized. My teammates aren’t just teammates. They’re family. Coach Bielema isn’t just a coach. He’s a mentor. His beliefs inspire me. He’s family. Coach Herbert doesn’t just prepare my body. He prepares my heart. He’s family.
One of the major reasons I came to Arkansas from my home state of Minnesota was because of how much passion Razorback fans have. The support you’ve shown me since the day I arrived on campus and specifically during the past few months has been inspiring. You are ALL family.
This past season I overcame some adversity, achieved some personal goals, but most importantly, I discovered what the game of football means to me and my family.
The opportunity to play the game I love with the words “Arkansas” or “Razorbacks” on my chest each Saturday is a moment I cherish every time I step onto the field while listening to my Dad’s favorite songs (he loved the oldies).