It Begins Again
Tomorrow is the first game of the high school soccer season for The Girl. It seems like just yesterday that she was a freshman stepping between the lines for her first high school game. Now she’s a senior beginning the final year representing her school. Two short months from now she’ll be taking off her uniform for the last time. She’s grown in many ways (physically, mentally and spiritually) since the season opener three years ago. In that time, we’ve enjoyed many of her successes and empathized with a few of her disappointments both on and off the field. We’re hoping for a good year but sad that it’s her last. I’ve only missed one game in her entire soccer career. So it will seem strange not watching her play anymore. We know from how fleeting our son’s high school years were that kids grow up fast. But it’s still a bittersweet moment when you realize that tomorrow; when it begins again, it will be for the last time.
It seems so unreal that you’ve been writing about her playing soccer for such a number of years. I remember reading. GO Team!! and Great Parents!!
Rosie: She’s been playing organized soccer since third grade so this is her 19th year which is quite a feat when you’ve only just turned 17. She grown up a lot since then; but she still loves it so. We’ve always been there, and not just for transportation; so we will miss it almost as much as she will.
Isn’t that a werid feeling? I’m going to come home from school for home football games. My oldest is playing Varsity Football. And my younger son has no interest in football..so I realize this is it for me. It will be sad to see it end!
Kelly: It’s very weird. Especially since she’s know many of her teammates since she started playing club soccer in fourth grade. Back then, we thought it would never end. Now it’s almost over. Glad that you are going to be at the games. These days are special. I’ve always high school enjoyed football under the lights on Friday night. The kids really want to win; but they also really enjoy being with their classmates. Your youngest son may change his mind once he gets into high school. Friday night is so much fun it’s hard not to want to be a part of it.
How time flies. One day they will leave the nest. How will you feel then?
Alfie: we’ll be both proud and sad. Prod that they have grown up and are ready to take on the world on their own; but sad that it won’t be the fab four any more. The Girl opened up her soccer (football) season on Monday and The Boy was right there to cheer her on. It will be strange when they aren’t always around supporting each other.