So I'm sitting here bawling.
Recently 2 of my new friends from MOTTT'S went back and read every blog post I ever wrote. So it inspired me to take a walk down memory lane and do the same. Read all my old blog posts.
I got to March of this year and lost it. I am sitting her blubbering like a fool. Holding my sweet puppy and blubbering like a fool. I haven't shared this with you guys yet because I'm pretty sure it just set in...
I resigned from coaching gymnastics.
I read the blog posts about my girls playing with Adie Grace. And how two of them were always surrounding her. They were with me during the 07 season FREAKING out about me spotting them because they were afraid to kick me in the belly on accident. I thought back to 6 of them showing up in my hospital room after we'd had Adie and were SO PROUD that she was here. They all took turns holding her. And go way back to the 05 season when I came to the gym with a new engagement ring and they screamed and knocked me to the ground with their group hug with the news of Darin's proposal. And I read way back the first month that I started my blog I dedicated a day a week to one of my girls. I remember all the farts. The visit from Juan-a-beat-you. All the overnight trips and me playing shrink as they stood on the beam and cried about a friendship that was ending. How one called me the second after her boyfriend of 2 years broke up with her. All the silly dancing at practice. The (annoying) repition of their floor music. The time they scored a 5.2 and held them as they cried and the time they scored a 9.1 and picked them up and spinned them in my arms. I remember all the tears, all the laughter.. all the sprains, pulled wenis's and palm sized rips.
And not to mention how much I will miss the head coach I coached with for 5 years.. and whom was my coach when I was in high school. A woman of integrity that always did the right thing, loved her gymansts more than anything, prayed before EVERY meet except senior night when I had to because she was sobbing so hard because she was loosing YET another daughter..
and the woman that came to my mom's viewing and waited in line for 2 hours even though it was sectional dinner night. And man the woman loves Jesus. I love you Nika and you will never know how much you've taught me.
I guess I'm mourning.
Mourning my girls.
Mourning coaching.
Mourning what used to be.
Love you guys and I hope you know that it was not you.. it's just time for me to be a mom. What I've always wanted to be.. a wife and mom.
I'm going to pick some old pictures and sit here and cry (and giggle) some more...
Recently 2 of my new friends from MOTTT'S went back and read every blog post I ever wrote. So it inspired me to take a walk down memory lane and do the same. Read all my old blog posts.
I got to March of this year and lost it. I am sitting her blubbering like a fool. Holding my sweet puppy and blubbering like a fool. I haven't shared this with you guys yet because I'm pretty sure it just set in...
I resigned from coaching gymnastics.
I read the blog posts about my girls playing with Adie Grace. And how two of them were always surrounding her. They were with me during the 07 season FREAKING out about me spotting them because they were afraid to kick me in the belly on accident. I thought back to 6 of them showing up in my hospital room after we'd had Adie and were SO PROUD that she was here. They all took turns holding her. And go way back to the 05 season when I came to the gym with a new engagement ring and they screamed and knocked me to the ground with their group hug with the news of Darin's proposal. And I read way back the first month that I started my blog I dedicated a day a week to one of my girls. I remember all the farts. The visit from Juan-a-beat-you. All the overnight trips and me playing shrink as they stood on the beam and cried about a friendship that was ending. How one called me the second after her boyfriend of 2 years broke up with her. All the silly dancing at practice. The (annoying) repition of their floor music. The time they scored a 5.2 and held them as they cried and the time they scored a 9.1 and picked them up and spinned them in my arms. I remember all the tears, all the laughter.. all the sprains, pulled wenis's and palm sized rips.
And not to mention how much I will miss the head coach I coached with for 5 years.. and whom was my coach when I was in high school. A woman of integrity that always did the right thing, loved her gymansts more than anything, prayed before EVERY meet except senior night when I had to because she was sobbing so hard because she was loosing YET another daughter..
and the woman that came to my mom's viewing and waited in line for 2 hours even though it was sectional dinner night. And man the woman loves Jesus. I love you Nika and you will never know how much you've taught me.I guess I'm mourning.
Mourning my girls.
Mourning coaching.
Mourning what used to be.
Love you guys and I hope you know that it was not you.. it's just time for me to be a mom. What I've always wanted to be.. a wife and mom.
I'm going to pick some old pictures and sit here and cry (and giggle) some more...
I will try not to be jealous of your new assistant coach but I know I will. Someone will know how to braid and will make your hair so tight you'll have chinese eyes just like I gave you. I will come to meets and promise to show up at a few practices to critique and spot. Just want you to know that I miss you already and love you tons...
10 comments:
awww, i feel for ya, Darce!! those kind of decisions are so hard to make. feel better, ok?!
awww, i feel for ya, Darce!! those kind of decisions are so hard to make. feel better, ok?!
ya know, i noticed you hadn't mentioned it lately and meant to ask you about that!! after being a part of something so great for so long, it will be hard to watch from the sidelines but at the same time, think of all the lives you've impacted, the personalities you've seen flourish and of course, the hundreds of times you've been whacked by crazy arms or legs! :) xo.
Awwww! There's a reason for everything and obviously you felt it was time to move on from gymnastics. Memories are the best though and I'm sure you won't ever forget. Hang in there....like you said, you can ALWAYS go back to visit and get a quick gymnastics "fix".
I am sorry that must be so hard to leave the girls that you love so much.
Darc- its kristen. Im sitting here at work at my desk bawling quite embarrassed because some man came up to me and had something for me to do and I was crying..haha
Thank you for being such a wonderful coach over the years. You were more to me than just a coach. You were like a sister to me, and a best friend. You helped me overcome the biggest obstacle of my life and I cannot thank you enough. You play such a huge role in the young woman that I have become. I hope we always remain close because I will NEVER forget you. You have such a beautiful family and I truely look up to you and what you have overcame throughout your years of growing up
and it helps me to know that I am never alone.
I love you so much, thank you for your support, spotting, sleep overs, laughs, tears, hugs, and beautiful caring heart over the years.
-Kristen
Wow Darce, I think Kristen's comment makes it worth it all. I know you will be missed, but I also know you are doing what you are called to do. Miss you!
Darcy, I am continually amazed at what an amazing woman you have become! It is so awesome that you keep your family as the #1 priority above all else and all of your decisions are in line with that. I plan to follow your example when the Lord blesses me with children of my own. Don't ever feel bad or apologize for putting your role as wife and mother above all else! That is what God made us for and you are fulfilling His perfect plan for you with amazing grace and elegance. Keep it up...you inspire us all! :) Amy
oh, how sad! what a great tribute post though. it can be hard growing up and letting go of things, but the best is yet to come :)
Darce, you made me cry. Thanks :) Sorry that I was one of the ones to inspire you to read through all of your blogs.
I truly love you and can't wait to grow closer.
PIT night here we come!!!!
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