May 03, 2009

my olympian


He wanted his hair spiked... and if that was what he needed to make him feel confident, I wasn't going to say no. It was his day. His day to shine and have a moment in the spotlight. It is not something I could do... at least not without my stomach doing flips. But he wasn't nervous... not with his spiked hair. When his turn came, he introduced himself to the crowd, adjusted the piano bench and settled in... and then he played the piece he has, for weeks, been putting his heart and soul into. The Olympic Fanfare. He bowed, the audience applauded... and he reveled in his moment. I love that... that tangible moment in time when you can feel the world is on your side and rooting for you... when your best has been proven good enough.

5 comments:

K said...

It was be wonderful to watch that kind of moment.

I would definitley let him spike his hair for such a reason.

Kay said...

Woo hoo! I'm glad he got to have his moment... with spikey hair! : )

reliv4life said...

wonderful! my son plays piano and LOVES it - he also, incidentally likes crazy hair! :)

Busy Bee Suz said...

Congrats!!!! I know how proud you must be. Love the hair. Spikes first, color next. :) not.

Life with Kaishon said...

What a wonderful child : ). I am so proud of him! Very, very sweet!