The last race

We've been watching our son run cross country races for 12 years. What a lifetime ago! We watched him run his last race today. It was cold and rainy, with a dramatic moment when the rain turned to snow just as the race was about to start. I won't miss standing in the child rain with my fingers riding numb. I will miss watching him do something he loves with a team of friends and a caring coach.

Luckily, he has many more passions he will continue to pursue. Feeling blessed to be able to watch him grow into such a wonderful young man with so much love in his heart.