Ever since I was a little girl, I've loved being in water. I went in the pool almost every single day. The pool was one of my best friends. Six o'clock in the morning, my first thought was always the pool. The water would whisper my name. The water and the rush of cold would make me feel wide awake. After school, I would visit and play with my friend, the pool.
Swimming was always a way to connect with my body. On land, I couldn't run as fast as the others, and I had terrible balance. In the water, I didn't have these limits. In the water, I could play gymnast. I could play cheerleader. I could even be a mermaid if I wanted to. On land, feeling like a penguin was a disadvantage, but in the water, it was an advantage. Being in the water, it didn't matter what if I waddled like a penguin. In the water, I could swim like a fish. The water on my skin brought me feelings hope. But then, I got sick; and, those feelings of being in the water had to stop. But they have never gone away.
One evening as I was whining through my algebra, studying for my final exam, Mom bounced in. She said, "I got a phone call today. It was the Make A Wish Foundation. I wished for George Clooney." "Ha. Ha. Ha. Ha," sarcastically, I laughed, "You're very funny mother." She told me they wanted to make MY wish come true and that they were coming to our house to find out what my George Clooney wish would be. My first thought was that I wanted to see the premier of Glee, season 3, in person, because I am such a Gleek. I also thought about meeting someone famous, not George Clooney, but maybe Kelly Clarkson or Nina Dobrev, the star of the Vampire Diaries. I also changed my mind to a makeover.
My brother suggested that I go swimming (he suggested this in his fake British accent). At first, I thought no way. I can't go through all of those happy memories followed by heartbreak because I won't be able to do it again. Then, I thought about floating. When I float, I daydream. I daydream about being able. I wanted to feel floating again. I want to feel able. I wanted to feel the water on my skin. I wanted it to be how it was before I got sick.
Tomorrow, I get to feel the water. Tomorrow, I get to feel able again. Tomorrow is the first time in five years that I get to feel normal. Tomorrow is the first time I will go in the pool. Tomorrow is my final practice with my family - my heroes. Their effort, and patience, has made this happen. If this works, I will go in the water again for everyone else. After tomorrow, I will be surrounded by friends and more family. That day will feel like everyone coming to my party. That day everyone gets to see how lively I can be. That day, I WILL be the life of the party.
I am OVERPOWERED with nerves. I am hopeful. I am inspired. I am excited. I am terrified.
I am going swimming tomorrow!
I will post pictures soon.