A little taste of letting go


Dark. Fresh snow. 6:30 in the morning.


Ready to go! Lists made, lists checked and double-checked. Bags packed.


Parking lot. Big bus. Forty swim kids waiting to board. Excitement. Frigid wind.


Headed for Ottawa for the big meet. Without me.

Excited for her. Really, deeply, truly excited for her.

But a bit bereft.

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