It is on days like these that I wish I could have my old like back…. In the past on game days I would have been able to get up, get the cooler packed, blankets, chairs, and cameras ready, but today was when I realized my life has changed and I am no longer the same do-it-all woman I used to be. Boy how I miss those days!
I have loved sports every since I can remember; doing gymnastics, dance, swimming and which all eventually led to diving where I took the state 5A Highschool diving championship my senior year in high school. I have always been a very determined, driven, and goal oriented person. Once I set my mind to something I would do whatever it took to accomplish it. Participating in sports taught me how to set and accomplish goals, how to work hard, and gave me the self esteem to navigate through my difficult teenage years. Once we started having our own children we felt it was so very important to allow them every opportunity to participate in whatever athletic pursuit they were interested in.
We have two boys who have played many sports but their passion for baseball has outweighed all others. Our oldest son continues to play on a mens softball league and coaches the team. Our youngest is a senior in highs school who is currently playing his final year on the team. He is an amazing 3rd baseman and is an awesome hitter. Our two girls are both so different but our oldest swam for her high school and college and loved every minute of it. Our youngest is now swimming on her high school team for fun but her real love is lacrosse in which she is amazing at.
As parents we have tried to never miss a game, meet, or event of our children's sporting careers. We have loved every minute supporting, cheering, and encouraging them to go after their dreams. I have always been the one with some type of camera automatically glued to my hand in order to capture every minute of the fun. I have always documented these events and made videos for each of my kiddos of their yearly accomplishments.
Today marked the day of the first games of the season, I tried to prepare for the games like I have done for the past 20 years. But by the time I loaded the car, my breathing was labored, my energy was spent, and I felt as if I wanted to collapse by only 10 in the morning. Boy did I ever need to find a way to prepare for these games in a different way as to not tank myself before the games even begin.
I will definitely say that today was a day of grieving, grieving for the person I once was, grieving for the energy and stamina I once had, and grieving for the person I long to be again.
I did make it to the games but spent a great deal of time laying in the back of the car resting and trying to make it through the day. Thank goodness for my mom, my older daughter, and my hubby who chauffeured me around and carried my stuff to each of the games today. I am slowly learning to rely more on others in order to be around to enjoy these time honored games as a family.
Today I am grateful for:
1. The energy I found to be able to sit through a game on a very cold day
2. The sun that finally came out that relieved some of my pain
3 A sweet daughter who sacrifices her day in order to help me support my younger kids
4. A wonderful mom who would do anything for me
5. A hubby who patiently carried the cameras, chairs, and blankets so that I am able to enjoy every minute watching my kids do what they love to do.
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