Remember the name Winnie. She is only 9-years old but in a few years, I am certain she will be competing in the Olympics in gymnastics. After a couple years at a local gym, she has transferred to a better training program. When we think back to her as a baby and small child, she was always driven. She used to ask to go out to my cul-de-sac to run laps around the circle. She was four-years old. Laps. For an hour. She also is tiny in stature and smart. Did I mention she has already written several novels? When she first began at the gym, they could choose how high they wanted the balance beam. She always chose the highest level. Always. I hope I live long enough to see what she does with her life.
I sent a very late birthday present home for Winnie with Oliver and Natalie. Last evening, I received a text: Hi! This is Winnie. I just wanted to thank you SO much for the wonderful gifts you gave me. I love them!
Back to rehab class today!