Not with high blood pressure; I'm the picture of health. Rather,, my heart swells with pride, my fingers tickle this keyboard with inspiration: MY GRANDSON, THE SWIMMER!
Miles recently finished swim lessons. I'm not good with details, but I think he's a Level 4. In order to pass, he had to master several strokes and develop endurance.
He was the youngest in his class.
He was the smallest in his class.
He was the only one who passed!
My heart swells with pride because I know he couldn't have done this without...............well, ......me.
I don't suggest that I have any particular prowess with regard to swimming. I only learned when I was over thirty, and I couldn't swim 50 yards if my life depended on it.
But, let's be real - swimming requires tremendous athletic ability.
You are very welcome, Miles.
Plus, the availability of a pool is conducive to improved swimming habits.
Again, you are so very welcome, Miles.
Julie has already chronicled Landon's swim lesson experiences. He made tremendous strides towards overcoming his fears of water and drowning.
"Attaboys" to both my grandsons, my buddies, my pals, my inspirations.
My heart swells with pride, but not surprise. In my eyes, they cannot only swim, but also walk on water.
