Welcome to Cunningham’s Court. Grab my hand; I’ll take you back to when I grew up and Dad ruled the court. He might be playing, coaching, owning an NBA franchise, or commentating for CBS, but for me, his greatest achievement was being my Dad. And now that I’m a parent, he’s my muse.
In my mind, my Dad’s been a coach his whole life. Heck, he must have been born a coach. And I was always the spectator. He coached, and I cheered–we lived by the roles that suited us best. But I never imagined the day when we would have to switch roles—the father-daughter version of “Freaky… Continue reading “Freaky Friday” With A Twist-Step Into My Shoes
It was the year of my birth, BC (before cancer), and Neil Armstrong landed on the moon to plant the American flag there. And here I am, in much the same way, moonwalking through my chemo rounds. I get a hero’s send-off (my gratitude chemo board and all those prayers and well wishes), I get… Continue reading Moonwalking Through My Chemo Daze
The low key videoconferenced NFL draft last week had Dad thinking of his own humble origins for the Philadelphia 76ers. It’s what these times are doing to us…bringing us to our knees. And as we bow to the crown that now rules over all of us, we are given pause to re-imagine what it means… Continue reading Humbled By The Crown
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