This post is sponsored by the Center for Parent and Teen Communication. All opinions (and memories!) are my own.
I remember how you would greet each day with boundless energy and enthusiasm. The couch, stairway banister, and countertops were your own personal indoor gymnasium equipment. You would flip on and off, slide down, or scale anything that was in your way, shaking off bumps or bruises from any mishaps with a “Did you see that, Mommy?” Always beaming with a sly “I’m up to something” smile that would often turn into a hearty belly laugh as you dashed off to climb the kitchen table and conquer a bowl of goldfish crackers.
I’ve seen you channel your energy into a commitment and dedication to the sport of Gymnastics. You spend long hours in the gym and at home practicing your routines, working tirelessly to perfect them. Lifting weights, stretching and running to build your strength, flexibility, and endurance, you give it everything you’ve got. Your love of the sport shines through in each backflip and vault. I sit in the stands and watch in awe and pride as you compete, knowing that this path is meant for you. And, my heart bursts when, every now and then, you look up at me in the stands and mouth the words “Did you see that, Mom?”