It’s been said that sports do not build character, but reveal it.
Yesterday afternoon, on a brilliant New England September Sunday, I watched my beautiful 7-year old granddaughter play her first soccer game of the season.
She fell. And got up again.
She scored her first goal ever.
I was mesmerized by her strength and skills and fortitude.
But, during the game, when she knelt down to tie the cleat of a fellow player…
… the power of her character was revealed. And I couldn’t have been more proud.
I love you, Taylor. I love you for your strength, your brilliance, your kindness, your humor, your precious beauty.
And I love you for your character.