Today I got to go to the middle school to help hand out candy bars to all of the students who made the honor roll during the first quarter. I took Owen and Lance with me and it was so much fun to go into the classrooms and see all of the kids. Of course, we got to see Julia and give her a high five!
In a crazy turn of events, I got a text from a mom who said she'd like to be involved and volunteered to be the PTA President next year!! What?!?! I'm super excited and relieved, but then I was surprised to feel the slightest twinge of regret that I wouldn't be the PTA President next year. What?!? I've tried all year to find someone to be the president-elect. When it seemed like no one wanted to do it, I started to mull over the possibility of doing it again. I knew it would be way easier the second time around since now I know what I am doing! I'd even started imagining a few things I'd do differently! But, of course, I'm not going to turn away someone else willing to do it. I'm going to be super grateful and supportive. She said she'd come to our next meeting and start learning the ropes. I wish I would've been able to do that before I started. It would have been so helpful!
In the afternoon, we were all glued to the computer screen watching Desert Hills and Dixie play in their different games. Both teams won and it was super exciting. They both played again that evening and we were glued to the screen again. Desert Hills won their second game, but Dixie fell short. Brynn played so well. We are all so proud of her. She is still so sick, can hardly breath, and played like a champ, getting so many kills and good hits. During the games, I was getting so into it. I was cheering and clapping, and groaning and stressing. When Greg said to me, "Okay, calm down. It's all going to be okay," I reassured him that I was fine, but that I was having fun getting swept away by the games. I love volleyball. And I mean LOVE it. It is a joy to me to let myself feel the ups and downs of the games. I would give anything to be out there on the court, fighting my way out of a deficit, clawing my way to a victory, and screaming with sheer joy with my teammates. But somehow, I got old. Somehow that is in the distant past for me. And so, I cheer and jump and scream. It is so much fun. I am so happy that volleyball, all these years later, is still a part of my life. The state tournament brings back so many memories. And they are all happy.
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