December 4, 2012
10:00 a.m. - "We're only spending one night, Mare," Jay reminded me as I opened my small suitcase." I was so excited to get on the road to Lynchburg, Virginia in order to see Liberty University's Symphony Orchestra performance that I couldn't concentrate on packing. "Sure. No problem," was my response as I tossed a few sweaters and dressy black slacks into the suitcase.
We arrive in Lynchburg around three, check in at the hotel, and drive over to campus to pick up the guys from their dorm. Classes are finished for the day, so we have a few hours before Austin needs to get in his tux and be ready for the call time.
"Do you want to play tennis?" Justin suggests as we drive along the beautiful roads of the main campus. Situated in the foot hills of the Blue Ridge Mountains, this is one gorgeous campus! Since it's very warm today, I'm up for it. "Guys, sounds good - but I don't have tennis shoes. Oh, I don't care. I'll either stay in these shoes or go barefoot."
Team #1 - Austin and me. We're not in tennis attire, but who cares? I decide to go barefoot. We serve first. I know that my tennis days are long gone, but I'm still am enthralled with the game.
I'm a lefty, Austin's a righty --so we're able to make some decent shots with good angles. We talk, laugh, swing and sometimes hit hopelessly into the net. At the moment though, we're winning 30 - love.
As we play, I think back to our first year of homeschooling when we taught the guys how to do a serve, forehand and back hand. I remember all the balls hit over the fence...all the smiles, all the fun..
One shot at a time in tennis. One day at a time in homeschooling.
Score's tied... 30 -30.... then deuce. Then, our add. We win the first game! Second game. My feet are holding up fine. The weather's fantastic, and I'm so glad to be outdoors...
Taking a break, I pose with Justin, then sit on the line judge's chair. I certainly felt like a judge, mediator and coach all through the homeschooling years! Dealing with squabbles, conflicts and
relational run-ins... all moms are like line judges!
Meet Team #2 - Justin & Jay - Two leftys, even though both are holding the rackets in their right hands! They make a powerful team and have some major strength, but team #1 has more enthusiasm --and that's worth something!
Four serving four. My serve. The bare feet scrape the pavement...maybe this wasn't such a great idea.
Turns out that team #2 wins 6 - 4! Great game!
I had a wonderful time. We head to the car to drop the guys off at the dorm again. The sun's just beginning to set with yellow, orange, blue and violet hues mixed together..
I think back to last year at this time and how hard it was not knowing which college they would attend. On the drive back, we talk about classes, college life, grades... I remembered a phone conversation earlier in the fall when Justin said, "Mom, we're exactly where we're supposed to be." And Austin chimed in, "We were definitely prepared for college." What more could a mom ask for?
Once boys, now college men....
We drop the guys off at the dorm. "See you at the concert," I said. "Great. See you then..."
"Good game." -- "Good game."
Concert tonight... I'll tell you about it later. Oh, one last thing. When you travel, pack light. But never play tennis in bare feet!