Pictures from the swim team party .... sugar to fill their wildest dreams!
Apparently there's a rule for the Desert Swim League that only 8 people can compete for each stroke per team in each age group. For the 9-10 yr old boys, he did not make the top 8 scores, let alone the top ten so he could be a alternate. There are just that many boys who swim so well in his group. This all came crashing down less than a week before finals and it was a bitter pill to many boys, not just our Bud.
He wanted to continue practices and do the last meet before the competition because he loved the company of these friends so much, but the reminders and discussions revolved around what he could have no part of it was clearly painful. For days we'd see moments he'd be fine and then something would bring it to his remembrance and his spirits dropped again. It was his first truly epic disappointment and he was striving to work through it the best he could.
We talked a great deal about what it meant to be a good sport and in his heart wanted to be happy for his friends but was so pained at his disappointment that he couldn't find words to express himself. the day of the competition he managed to put together a little video clip to send to two of his friends wishing them luck.
Such fun horsing around with his friends! He can't wait till next summer when he sees them again.
I was such a proud Mama at that moment. It took strength and character to do what he did. I asked him how he felt after the message was sent and his reply was telling," Still sad, but good too. I can be a good friend and team member." And that's what really counts in the end and as far as I'm concerned, he won the championships in ways no trophy could ever really commemorate! Love you Bud!