Today was such a difficult day. There were great victories and heart wrenching defeats.
Today I watched my oldest son and several of his teammates wrestle the last matches of their high school career and it was devastating.
I've watched these boys go from awkward, terrified freshmen wrestlers to strong, confident young men. They are an amazing group of young men, so there for each other with support whether they win or lose. But today was particularly difficult as we had four seniors that will not be going to the state wrestling tournament. Some of them made it last year and got so close this year, but just didn't quite get there.
It breaks a mama's heart to see these boys so crushed. To know how hard they worked and hoped and dreamed. To watch "E" kiss his fingers then touch the mat one last time. To watch them struggle with their pride and their tears and have to hold back your own because it would just make it harder for them to keep their heads up if they saw you crying for them.
"From long hair and little weights." They've come a long way and I'm so very proud. Ride hard and rest easy.