We made signs and completely embarrassed her. It was awesome. She was the only senior who had so much support from either team and the coach even came up to comment how cool it was.
My dad put together a photo frame with pictures of her swimming each of the four strokes. It was very cool.
Afterwards, we all went out to dinner (C and her kids included) at a cool, new brick oven pizza place. The stars aligned for an ice storm last night which gave us a 2 hour delay for school today. This gave everyone a little extra sleep after a late, fun night.
It's nights like this that reminds me of how much I love our family. A reminder of how we are creating a beautiful life for all the kids despite crappy circumstances.
It's all a little bittersweet. I'm glad we were all there, but still wish it was her parents sitting in the stands cheering her on and then Jeanne calling me on her way home to tell me how it was. These moments in the girls' lives that they are missing are happy and sad all at the same time. It's not the first time and certainly not the last, but this is still one area where time hasn't been the cure all. It still hurts. A lot.