I've been in knots for days, my stomach revolting. Words from a kind friend just brought it home to me. I know what I'm scared of, I know what I am fighting for. For the first time since my father passed I have a sense of belonging, a sense of true purpose, something I am fighting for. And I don't want it taken away. And guess what? Now that I know what I am fighting for there is no way I am letting anyone take it away from me! Guess what boxing world, I'm here to stay!
Regardless of the results of tomorrow, I'm not going anywhere. This sense of community is something worth fighting for! A special thanks to the 'family' I've found in the redline fight sports gym.
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