Her name was Angela.
She was a single mom.
She worked two jobs.
She never complained.
Every evening, no matter the weather, she walked her son Jacob two miles to football practice at the local high school.
Then she waited.
Sometimes for hours.
Sometimes in the cold.
Sometimes with sore feet and another job still to go to.
She never missed a single day.
One of the coaches noticed and asked why she didn’t just drive.
She smiled and said,
“We don’t have a car. But my son has a dream, and dreams don’t wait for a ride.”