It takes a special kind of man to be able to encourage your child to walk out onto a mat and face their fears - alone. It is hard and exhausting, both mentally and physically. Win or lose, they embrace their children and take a minute to be a father. Then they return to coaching, pointing out what worked well and what didn't. It is a constant flip-flop. Yet, they gracefully wear both hats, filling their children's needs in every moment.
Sometimes I question the line Steve walks; dad or coach. But in reality, who am I? While I am their mother, I am also a partner with my husband. I have to trust he will know when to be a 'coach' and when to be 'daddy.' In my heart, I know he knows. However, letting him have the control in deciding when to switch hats is hard for me. Tears streaming, bloodied and bruised, they are still my babies. I realize in order for this to benefit our boys the way we hope it will, I can't be in control. Honestly, I need to remain a bit flat in my emotions. I simply need to remain in the stands, praising their efforts- not the outcome of their efforts. For as emotionally charged as wrestling is in a three minute period, in reality it is a marathon - not a sprint. It is the life lessons along the way that will shape them into respectable young men. I admire the friendship and respect these men have for one another. They treat all of our kids in this tight club as their own. I trust them to continue to work on raising our boys to be coachable, respectful, and brotherly with their team. xoxo Note: We are missing several of our coaches in the above picture!
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AuthorTraci, a wife, mother of two boys, Special Education teacher, and sole proprietor of Eco Alternatives LLC. Archives
September 2021
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