As I get ready to send Beach off with her team this week to compete in Virginia I am looking for the magic words to send with her.
I have the To Do Lists. I have the Numbers. But what do you say to a 15-year-old as she leaves to compete without you?
Did you pack a good jacket? It's going to be cold. Remember your grips. Try not to wrinkle your comp leo too much. And for god sakes please wear your contacts at the airport- remember the time you didn't?!
We both know the drill. The suitcase, the ziplock bag of travel size bottles, spending money, airport snacks, an envelope of notes from mom; one to be read before bed, one whenever, and one to be read before the Meet.
What hasn't already been said between us?
Dear Daughter,
A few weeks ago I looked out over the gym at you and your team on beam. And I finally saw it, for the first time ever. I saw and I believed. They are trained and they are capable of doing this.
The morning before your last meet I slipped into your hotel bed and lay beside you. I wrapped my arms around you. I whispered, I believe in you. You are strong and you are well trained and you are so capable. Capable of handling whatever comes your way today.
I am a mom. I have been that way for a very long time. I worry a lot. Did you pack enough socks? Did you remember to bring good supportive shoes? Have you eaten well? Are you hydrated? Are you bored?
Dear Daughter, Good night, sleep well, I hope you are having fun in Virginia.
Dear Daughter, Hope you are having fun with your team. Don't forget to take a few photos for me.
Dear Daughter, Turns out I am the harshest judge you have ever encountered. I have watched you work hard for years. I have seen the routines, the skills, the scores but only now do I truly believe in you. I believe you will be okay without me. I believe in your strength and your courage. I believe in your kindness and your leadership. I believe in you.
On the morning of your Meet you will open a letter from me and there will be nothing inside it because everything you need is already inside of you.
Dear Daughter, Call me when your plane lands and I will there to meet you on the other side. Love, Mom