this is a "deeper than the surface" type of post for me. a time i really want to remember...i guess i just have lots of thoughts about this one seemingly simple thing~ Joelle's return to wrestling. this has all been her choice, actually (like really, 100%, no pressure from her dad) and after almost two years off recovering from elbow injuries and surgery, she is well aware of the risks that accompany her return to the sport she loves, this time at a university level. even still, armed with a sturdy elbow brace, prayers from her mother and a year of self-initiated strengthening (and a giant portion of courage~ aka "guts") she set out to train and wrestle with a solid group of McMaster wrestlers and a really great coach who is sensitive to protecting her arm and helping her become better and stronger.
we recognize this is still no guarantee, so for now we are cherishing "the return" right alongside her, and have been so blessed to see three recent tournaments within a few hours from home. she now says she remembers how grueling the sport is and how far she'd still like to go...
she's brave and showing more of her typical grit each match. she's persisting in the many hours of practice each week, often more than once a day. i love her "not gonna let life pass me by" attitude. i doubt that i'd have had such determination or courage. i'm super proud of her for grabbing hold of life and loving it as she does...and wherever this road leads, we're on it with her.
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