I help "coach" Evelyn's swim team.
(Those of you you who know me well are laughing at the ridiculousness of that sentence right now, and I don't blame you!)
Anyway...
As I was reading through the heat sheets at one of the last meets of the year, I read a name that literally stopped me in my tracks. I flashed back in my mind to a very sick 2 year old little boy. The younger brother of one of my preschool students. He had leukemia. The last I knew he was doing well, but it had been years since I last saw him or his parents.
And there was his name. While he swam for another school, I was openly cheering for him, and had tears in my eyes. This sick little boy had grown into a strong young man, and a really great athlete.
There really are no words for the joy I felt seeing him swim, strong and healthy. Absolutely amazing.
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