There are only so many more summers that I can type out that sentence. And while I realize that is part of the flow of life—birth, growth, leave the nest—I am soaking in this time possibly more than at any other time before.
It’s good to have the whole family under one roof.
Last weekend, I flew out to Kentucky for the D111 Collegiate Ultimate National Championships where my daughter’s team, the St. Olaf Vortex, were competing.
The team played hard and suffered a few setbacks—a torn ACL for one of their main handlers and another injury for one of their key players who is widely considered one of the best in the country. They ended up in 7th place overall, which is nothing to scoff at. I am always blown away by this sport, especially by the way it has empowered Aidan to become a leader on and off the field. (Want to learn more about ultimate? Read this.) One day, I’m going to write some beautiful post about this sport, but today, I’ll just say this: ultimate empowers women, as do all sports, but there is something very special about this one.
At the end of the first day, after playing so hard for four games in the hot Kentucky sun, we hit Chipotle for dinner and the look on Aidan’s face reminded me of the girl in Jurassic Park, when they finally made it back to the center and they were eating at the buffet and the food was SO good, right before the Jello-on-the-spoon-shaking scene. She was spent. She was dirty. She was so happy to have food. And again, it was just so great to be there sharing that meal.
And so the summer begins in earnest.
I love that she’s just a few feet away asleep in her bedroom as I write this.
Here’s to summer in a full nest. I’ll take as many as I can get.