So, you have a daughter. Or, you don’t. Personally, I’m a proud #boymom, who has never had any desire to have a daughter…like, ever.
Until I met the Final Five.
Ok, fine. I haven’t actually met them. I’ve pretty much just used my days to creep on their social media pages, while obsessively watching their individual and group routines each evening…and maybe re-watching them online repeatedly…but that’s neither here nor there. In these few short days, while they’ve been smashing records and racking up the gold for Team USA–I’ve had plenty of time to “fan girl” out. In that time, I’ve decided I have a few things to express to Aly, Gabby, Laurie, Madison and Simone:
You are classy.
For real – have y’all seen how these young ladies conduct themselves, on and off camera (aka–when they don’t know people are watching, but of course the camera crews are still all up in their biz broadcasting)? These young women range in age from 16 to 22 and have the maturity level of more women over the age of 30 that I’ve met in real life. They encourage each other, lift up fellow competitors, and brush off ridiculous comments from the media. Fantastic job, ladies. If I had a daughter, I would be ecstatic if she had role models like you to look up to.
You are beautiful.
I’m not talking just aesthetically, although they are all ridiculously beautiful on the outside. These young women are from all different backgrounds, and it is their individual stories and pure hearts for the sport of gymnastics that radiates from their cores. Ladies, you are more gorgeous than you will probably ever believe, and if I had a daughter, I hope that she would demonstrate such natural beauty and grace.
You are dedicated.
I know that as a mother, I want my children to follow their dreams…no matter how difficult (or…odd) they might be. Kudos girls–You. Are. Killing. It. You’ve given up your mornings, weekends and summer vacations, when most “kids” your age are still cashing in on extra sleep. You’ve sacrificed that extra slice of pizza when you really wanted 3 more pieces, and I’m positive you’ve missed parties with friends and dates with cute boys to stay committed and focused to achieving your goals. You are an inspiration to ME, so I can only imagine how many others you’ve touched through your actions. If I had a daughter, I know she would be looking at you up on that podium–stars in her eyes, and recognition of what hard work looks like.
You are proud.
AND YOU SHOULD BE!!! Your bodies are like well oiled machines (yeah, this mom bod totally envies those abs that your uniforms are working so hard to contain) and your techniques are flawless. Not only were you coached by one of the best in the entire world, she chose YOU–because you EARNED it. You aren’t cocky or entitled. You’ve worked for what you’ve achieved, and you deserve every opportunity to display that in your pride for your team, country and yourselves as individuals. I’m proud that you represent the United States of America, and proud that athletes of all ages/sports/genders have YOU to encourage their journeys.
You are legends.
You have accomplished more in your short lives than most people will in three times as many years. You have proven that blood, sweat, tears, late nights, early mornings, and an endless list of “comforts” you’ve forsaken to get where you are…were totally worth it. As you accept your gold medals, I hope you will always remember that in that moment, you are the best. You are champions. No one can ever take that from you, and there is nothing more beautiful to me than knowing that you have earned exactly what you came for. You said you wanted gold…and you got it.
As an American, you have made me proud. As an athlete, you have blown my mind. As a mom, you have completely inspired me to do for my children, what your parents have done for you to help you live your dreams. Congratulations ladies, you have become icons of not only your sport, but to young (and not so young) women everywhere. You ARE the Final Five.