The Last Swim Meet

I’m sitting on the metal bleachers at the Birmingham Crossplex, inhaling chlorine and exhaling tears.

The Hextons (Paxton Higgerson & Heston Coon), Lyle and Sam. Hendrix 400 Medley Relay. Feb 14, 2019.

During senior presentations, it occured to me that I might not be here next year to witness this for Lyle.

I’m not crying because I’ll miss Ala-damn-bama. I’m crying because it’s the end of an era. The end of something that has defined us both– he as a swimmer and me as a swim mom.

Endings are followed by beginnings and are met with joy, sorrow, excitement, trepidation, terror… all the feels.

The endless struggle to stay connected to the present continues, but a brief pause to acknowlege this day, these feelings, seems like the thing to do.

About Laura Alford, PhD

I'm a recent graduate of LSU (PhD in Accounting). In addition to academic research, I also write fiction on Tuesday nights with the Asilomar Writers.
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