Tears streamed down my face. I could not contain the tears no matter how hard I bit my lip and I did not care that people around me noticed my tears. They truly could not be contained. They were happy tears, tears of pride and peacefulness. They were tears of the past, caused by a glimpse into the old her. The old her I haven't seen in forever, not until the moment when she got onto the rings and was in her glory.
Confident, prideful, excited, focused, determined were all qualities I witnessed in Bee yesterday. Her humility and grace to focus on learning how to do gymnastics techniques properly. I had no doubt she would love gymnastics and do well at it but what I did not realize is this is her thing. She has found her thing. To have sat and watched her doing her thing, there was no possibility those tears could stay in my eyes, they drenched my cheeks and fell onto my chest as I released a tight breath. A breath I had been holding onto for a long time.
To see the old her, the bubbly, happy, excited and confident kid she use to be, she's still there. Under all the crap of life she is still there and ready to rule the world. I could not be more proud of her and it was only the first day. She has begged to come back and my only response was, absolutely.
She has found her thing and as her parent, it is my job to make sure I am there to support her to see her dreams, goals and hopes through. Kiddo wants to do the bars for the olympics, you bet I'll be by her side cheering her on. Us adults lose so much of us and our thing when we grow. I want her to hold on to that for as long as she can.
The passion I saw in her eyes for gymnastics, I knew it was there I just didn't know how much it would show. So proper in taking her turn, asking how to correctly complete a handstand or jump tuck. Learning the lingo of her thing, the correct terms, positions, equipment. I can't tell you the last time I saw that little lady but she shined bright last night.
She shined so bright it stung my eyes and I let the tears fall. Tears of relief. To know she is still in there under all the other things going on and that she's just as awesome as she ever has been, I could breathe. I could not contain my excitement for her, I cannot wait to see where this thing of hers goes. I cannot wait to stand by her side and cheer her on, I'll be the loudest one in the crowd. She is resilient, I guess she gets that from me. She pushes on and works hard every day to handle the life she has and for her to have some time just doing her thing, I could see the relief in her as well. It was as if the rest of the world melted away for that one hour and she was just being who she truly is. I can't even write about it without getting teary eyed again......darn emotions.
She saw me cry yesterday and I said they were happy and prideful tears to have seen her doing her thing and to that reply, a huge smile, a genuine real big smile (haven't seen one in a while) creeped across her face and it was in that moment that I knew she felt proud and confident within herself too. That, it was all worth it. It was worth the risk, it's worth the money, its worth long drives and countless hours at the gym, if she continues to have this be her thing, I am 100% all in for my kiddo.
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