Our neighborhood swim team won its first swim meet in five years earlier tonight, by a score of 272 to 241. Jane wanted very much to swim, but obviously could not. She was there for most of the meet to cheer brother Thomas on, however, and he turned in several personal best times wearing his new purple swim cap. I don't think Jane ever actually cheered. But she watched parts of the meet, and her presence was present enough.
Swim team parents and volunteers have been unfailingly gracious to us. Not only that, but the kids on the team all signed a poster that said "Welcome Back, Jane."
Watching the camaraderie of a meet, it's esay to see why the team is a rallying point for the whole neighborhood even when it loses. I can't think of another venue where I'd be greeted with "Hey, Miracle Man!" or commiserate with another parent about the otherworldly color and chemical composition of the "Flaming Hot Cheet0s" that our boys seem to like.
Victory tonight was especially sweet.
I was on my feet most of the time, acting as an announcer over the loudspeaker mounted in front of the lifeguard office, but the experience was worth it.
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Great that the team won! :) I've been talking to Cathleen via email...she said that a bunch of friends came and signed Jane's cast, and that helped cheer her up. Poor girl has been through so much...but it sounds like she's pulling through well by God's grace. :)
By the way, your wife is an awesome real estate agent. Despite everything going on in your lives, she's still been helping us tremendously! She's pretty great. :)
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