I learned something very important today. I sat in a gym with a bunch of sweaty boys and irate parents (me at some point) for hours. I still am not feeling well so I was a touch grumpy. What did I learn you ask? I learned that this kid in the blue and gold pinning his opponent right there, yeah, he is my hero. My reason for living, and ,one of my main reasons to feel like me again. This kid (his name is Mikael and he is 9) is the most amazing boy I know. No, make that person I know. He goes out week after week no matter how crummy he feels and tries his hardest to come out on top. Today he did not he came in 5th, and our season is over and there will be no going to states this year, but he came home smiling even after the kid in the red clawed and scratched his face and I yelled at the coach. This kid is my champ, no first place trophy needed.
What I learned is an important lesson, he is a better person than I am as well as a damn good son!
I love you Mikael and thank you for teaching me, sometimes I need it.