There are often thin, shallow, calloused comments about professional athletes. And, reciprocally, athletes are all about the dollar sign and never about the effort and in a favorite casting shot: down deep they are shallow. [Hey, sounds like non-athletes who think more of the bank than their families.]
Not that all is untrue, but some comments about athletes and the pulse of their heart, both emotionally and personally, often clangs off the basket rim, never to be acknowledged. I want to change that in this instance this morning.
This morning, Sunday, January 28, 2018, I read a letter from Dwyane Wade, professional basketball player. His agent, Hank Thomas, died at 64. When I read this I thought of many of you who affirm many in your life who help your pulse and encourage your spirit and strengthen your step. I’ll stop that now, hopefully short of prattle. I share this letter of gratitude from Wade…was touched deeply and believe the content has a chance to be reflected in the manner by which we order life, each of us…Here it is:
I’m writing this letter to you as i cry both tears of SADNESS and tears of JOY. I know— i know—i can hear your voice saying “Come on my man” you got this! I can picture your face and feel your hugs in so—so many moments in my life. Whether it’s you hugging me and saying how proud you are of me or congrats on winning a NBA championship or you hugging me and saying everything’s gonna be alright—we will get thru this.
I can’t thank you enough for these last 15 years. You should be so proud of the job you did on this young misguided kid from Chicago. I was a young 21 when we met and i needed a Man’s love. My dad and i had things to work out and i was leaving my father figure Coach Crean—so you stepped in right away and became that MAN i desperately needed.
I hate saying my “agent” because you have always been way more than that to me. I cry these tears because selfishly i wanted you to be there when i got my jersey retired or when i gave my hall of fame speech or when i had a daughter.
I got so many questions on how to raise a strong, confident, intelligent, independent black woman. I hope you don’t mind but i will still be calling on you for guidance. I love you Henry(Hank)Thomas—THANK YOU for loving me right back. Be at peace—We (your family) got this!!! Your son Dwyane!