Our youngest, “smallest” girl is also our most resilient, the one who encourages everyone else to keep going and keep trying. She loves launching into a sprint and raced her heart out today. So proud of Quincy.
“I didn’t have time to pack my lunch, so I grabbed some goldfish on the way out the door. I had to help get my brother ready for pre-school and then we needed to go to court. I had so much to do and needed to help my mom. School lunch is so gross, so my stomach hurts but I am trying-promise Coach.”
I walk with her back to the gym. “I had a similar middle school experience, took care of my brothers, got them ready for school, parents in trouble. I get it.”
“You did? How many brothers do you have?” she asks and I can tell she is surprised I can relate.
“Two and we’re really close today. My mom was just doing the best she could too and I promise you things change but I am so glad you are out here with me. I am so glad we get to know each other.” We walk in silence.
“Do you play any instruments, Coach Green?”
“No, I don’t but I tried playing piano in college and it didn’t work out” I explain.
“I play the piano, I taught myself! Will you stay after practice so I can play you a song I just learned?”
How could I say no? Of course I will do this and in this moment my heart swells and I really have no clue what I am doing. This child is living an adult life and I recognize it and I have three million emotions wrapped in one.
She plays me this:
“Will you come meet my mom, tell her how I did today?”
I smile. “Yes, of course I would love to meet your mom, come on.”
She hugs me with relief.
I don’t know what I ever did to get this moment but I will never forget it.