Yesterday afternoon, my 10 year old son Hayden said that he didn’t think that he would be able to make it to the AFL (Australia’s highest league for Australian rules football). He thought that maybe a lower league was more achievable.
I looked at him with pride and said, “Let’s not put a ceiling on that goal just yet, the sky is still the limit, so let’s keep training hard and see what happens.”
Maybe he won’t make it to the AFL.
Maybe he will get distracted and try something else.
Maybe he won’t put the work in or just doesn’t have the talent.
Maybe he will get injured and that will hold him back.
But I’m not going to put a cap on his (or my other kids’) aspirations.
It’s my job to help them to fly, not to bring them back to earth.
I saw an interview with recent US Masters winner Jordan Spieth from when he was 14 years old. In this interview, he said that his goal was to win the Masters one day.
Pretty audacious from a 14 year old.
But he obviously believed that he could do it.
And reading about his family and support team, it looks as though they kept him grounded, supported his aspirations and helped him to put the necessary work in.
And now, he has his own green jacket and is the second youngest winner of the Masters, with the equal lowest score ever at Augusta.
I don’t know what my kids will do with their lives, but I want to be the one who can inspire, motivate and encourage them to greatness, not criticise, disparage and negate their dreams so that they end up living an average life.
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