In a love letter to basketball, Rose wrote, “Thank you, my first love… You believed in me through the highs and lows, my constant when everything else seemed uncertain. You showed me what love really meant. You changed the court in my sanctuary, a home where I could express myself freely. You made every early morning and late evening we spent together worth every drop of sweat. You reminded me that I could always rely on you, that you cared for me at every moment doubt would show what I am capable of.

“You introduced me to new places and cultures that a child from Chicago could never have imagined. You taught me that every loss was a lesson and every victory a reason to be grateful. You offered wisdom that wasn’t just about the game, but about life, discipline, hard work and perseverance. You showed me that passion is something to cherish, and made me pour my heart into every dribble, every shot, every play. You stood by me even when the world seemed against me, unconditionally, waiting for me to pick you up. You gave me a gift, our time together, a gift that I will cherish for the rest of my days. You told me it’s okay to say goodbye and reassured me that you will always be a part of me no matter where life takes me.

Derrick Rose, at peace with what was, what could have been and what is.

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