You'll remember from my last post that Braeden chose to cut short his swimming career on Monday. You'll also remember that we chose to let Jackson remain on the team since he was enjoying it and working hard. Well, then Tuesday came.
I should back up a tad and give you some information you'll need to know. About a week and a half ago we received a check from the swim team. It has Jackson's name on it. Hmmmmm. That's odd. We wondered what it was for so I emailed them. We didn't hear back. Error. Glitch. Some misunderstanding. Well, Tuesday Amanda (Amy's sister) texts me. She got an email about a similar check she had received for Audrey. Turns out Audrey was on the original cut list from the beginning of April after Guppy School. We'd discussed the scenario that Jack and Audrey had been cut but figured not since we hadn't heard anything about it. We then received a similar email about Jackson. Bummer. Somewhere along the weeks the information never made it to us. Hmmmmm. Frustrating. Not that he'd been cut, I'm a firm believer that cuts happen and support trying hard but knowing that not everyone is gifted in the same way. Not everyone is going to be the best, or even mediocre, at everything. Something's are just not for some people. It's the communication breakdown that's frustrating. But, we moved past that. After all, there's nothing to be done about it now.
So we broke the news to Jack. He was sad at first, afraid he'd let us down. We reassured him that he did is best and we were proud of him. He just wasn't quite ready this year. That helped and he is over it now and has moved on, not really giving it another thought.
Thus ends our brief foray into swim team. We came. We saw. We swam. We have 2 team swimsuits to show for our trouble. Looks like the boys don't need new ones this summer! :) In the end all is for the best. We suddenly have a much clearer schedule as we finish up May and the school year. Our Saturdays will not consist of 4:30 am wakings to be at a meet from 6:30 until 4:00. All in all I think we will survive. Maybe it's just His way of telling us to slow down. Clear our minds and schedules. Maybe to focus on the adoption? Maybe? Maybe? Or maybe just to take a break and take a breath. Either way we are all fine with these happenings. Oh, and did I mention I dont have to wake up at 4:30 tomorrow morning! Whew!
All is well, out of the pool, in Drosche Land.