misery loves company, but so does joy
I don’t know why I haven’t gotten used to it by now, but I’m still floored. How can you possibly be so amazing? And the best surprises jump out at me just when I’m beginning to get complacent.
Avery sings. Emma asks me what she should wear tomorrow. Jason gets more excited than I do when my DI advances another level. Ellen trusts me to fix her hair. John Ryan can’t help waxing British sometimes. NathanH trades scientific ideas with me and we laugh at what we can’t understand. Josh brings up impossible mind-bending questions.
The moms who hand out the food are happy to see me. Owen’s enthusiasm for words and Scripture and music keeps my love for them vibrant. Christina shoots people with her Canon. Jonathan greets me with a new facial expression every time. NathanE plays guitar and doesn’t care if anyone’s around.
Alison becomes very brilliant at about 10pm and we laugh about extemp. Andrew is sincere. Mr. Stroud is encouraging. Thornton makes jokes onstage. Daniel steps in spilled smoothie on purpose. Anna steals my purple pen. Mrs. Morgan probably didn’t sit down all weekend. Elizabeth asks to wear my heels. Molly doesn’t compete, but she’s a part of us anyway.
Beth tells stories about impromptu stories. Leah is more than 50% pure energy. Ben has birthdays and his voice lends itself well to imitations. Bronte debates using different personas. Renee sings with me about making it to the Milky Way. My dad lets me shed a couple of disbelieving tears on his shoulder when I exceed all my competition expectations.
Wow, you people are so cool. The Austin State tournament was blessing upon lovely surprise upon awesomeness. Thanks. (and I wish I hadn’t been too busy to make a slideshow for this one.)