Swimming Reflections!

Wow, it has been about a month since I posted on my run blog! I can hardly believe I have been unable to run for most of my summer. And yes, I am still on my "running sabbatical." So, instead I've been spending a little time doing some laps at the pool - hence the title of this blog, "Swimming Reflections!"

I have been able to get to the pool 6 times now and each time I have swam 1 mile. The swimming really does feel great. Last week I asked one of the life guards to time me swimming 100 yards freestyle. I was hoping to get under 1 minute and 30 seconds. I did it in 1 minute and 25 seconds! That put a smile on my face. Anyway, my knee is not too bothered by the swimming and I am very thankful for that. I'll be having knee surgery on July 31st. I am not looking forward to it, but apparently I have a pretty good sized cartilage tear and all the rest in the world doesn't seem like it's going to make it go away. So, I have settled for the surgery, unless the healing hand of God touches my knee first. Of course, I do know that He is more than able to accomplish that small request should He desire to do so.

Today, when I went to swim my mile, I made some little friends who were vary curious about "that thing on my head." "What's that thing on your head, lady?" "Do you have any hair under there?" "Why do you wear that thing?" I let these little people who were 5 - 7 in age know it was my swimming cap and it kept my hair out of my eyes. Then one of the little girls said her mommy lost all her hair because she got cancer. Then she told me, "ya, my mommy passed away because of her cancer." I told her I was so sorry she didn't have a mommy any more. I asked her when it was that her mommy passed away. She said she was 5 when it happened and that she was 7 now. She said she lived with her daddy and that he was "really nice." I told the little girl that my mommy died when I was little too. "It's sad and hard not having a mommy, isn't it," I said to the girl. She said, "Ya, I miss her lots." Then she said, "I'll swim some laps with you." I said, "That would be great!" She swam 12 laps next to me and I told her she was a great swimmer and that she should swim on a swim team. I told her that's what I did when I was little. She finally said, "That sure is hard, swimming back and forth." She got out of the pool and off I went for more laps. Hmm, I wish I could have had more time to talk with her and tell her that it was Jesus who took care of me and saw me through. It is a tough burden to bear as a little one - the loss of a mother. The little girl's name was Diana! When I told her my name was Diane, she just couldn't hardly believe it! I can pray for her and if I never see her again this side of heaven, it will be my hope and prayer to see her on the other side! And maybe we can do some laps once again, side by side, in heaven's pool!