When the girls were young I hated it when people would say “they grow up quick”. When you have a 1, 3 and a 5 year old you almost hope they are right. And then a decade passes. In the blink of an eye.
Sarah became a teenager yesterday. I’m still alive today so having two teenagers in the house can’t be that bad. So far, so good.
Speaking of good, Sarah can look back on the past year and GOOD would be a ridiculous understatement. She had a phenomenal year. Even that might be an understatement. She went from being a solid, middle of the road swimmer to one with a AAAA cut in one year. She worked hard. It was well deserved. But even more importantly, she wanted it. Sarah is unique. She believes she is going to win. At everything. She is highly competitive and has more drive than anyone I have ever met. In the last year she has also matured and grown in confidence as a result of her swimming. She doesn’t always succeed but she gives every race her all. She learns a lot from the failures. She can be strong headed but I wouldn’t change her for the world.
She is a poster child for every 12 year old who doesn’t think they measure up. She took every small victory as a success, practiced hard and completely believed in herself. The hard work always pays off in the end.
I’m not worried about having two teenagers in the house. But I do know that as Sarah gets older, dropping time will get harder. I don’t worry about her though, she has enough fire in her to get through it. I’m very proud of her. Happy Birthday Sarah. Welcome to 13-14. I’m on the 6 month countdown to saying good bye to 9-10 forever. I won’t lie, I won’t miss that one bit. Too much drama.