So for the last two weeks, I have been watching the Olympics. Obsessively watching the Olympics. Swimming, gymnastics, beach volleyball, and the occasional badminton game. Primetime has never been so exciting in the summer. Every night, there is something new to watch. Seventeen days filled with intense competition and amazing victories.
With all that has been happening these last couple of weeks, its has me thinking. When will I have a gold medal moment? You know, that moment when you are on top of the world and nothing will bring you down? I have had some great moments in the past. Fanstastic moments. But gold medal worthy?? I wasn't sure until this past week.
Sitting on the beach, watching my nephew, Jake, experience it all for the first time, was without a doubt a gold medal moment. He is definitely a fearless baby boy. Nothing scared him and everything fascinated him. From the crashing of the waves to the coolness of the sand. He took it all in and loved it.
I would rather have been on that beach with him than any gold medal podium in the world.