As the Olympics prepare to close tonight, I'm reminded of all the wonderful stories I've seen, not only this year, but all my life.
After Olga was Nadia and Mary Lou Retton, and their quest for perfection. Bruce Jenner, BEFORE all the face lifts, made my heart go pitter pat. I had never heard the word, "decathlon" before I watched him compete. I was able to watch ten different events,and yet they were all part of one event. I wanted to be these athletes. (I just didn't want to do all the work.)
And now another Olympics has come and is getting ready to go. I watch it with a different eye now. I admire the athlete's commitment and dedication. I feel for the parents as they watch their children compete. I rejoice in the underdog and also find myself shaking my head in wonder at the favorites who don't fail.
We see all these people and countries come together for two weeks and it makes me hopeful that maybe one day we can all live together in peace and harmony.
Mo Farah for world leader, anyone?