Yesterday, I made it over to a doubleheader basketball game to sit with Mother of the Child and watch our daughter play in a summer league game. She didn't play this past fall in regular season for various reasons — a choice on her part which I understood even while not entirely agreeing with — so this was her first game in over a year. They did wonderfully, winning both games by a substantial margin.
This is league is quite short, so those are probably the only games I will make it to. I missed her lacrosse season this year entirely due to chemo side effects. I'm glad I got a chance to see her play. She is a joyous athlete whose inner life is much improved by powerful physical exertion.
