Happy, yet so Sad

In my last post, I was over the moon at the thought of Megan skating again. Well, my wish came true and 2 days before the Christmas school break, she decided to take lessons again. She was about 7 when she quit and was about to pass Alpha. So I signed her up for that class. Tuesday was the big day. I was giddy every time I thought about it. We got to the rink and it was obvious that Meg was the best and oldest one in the class. By the end of the 1/2 hour, she was bored. She's got some work to do on those cross-overs before they'll pass her. I just hope she sticks it out.

Tonight we met with the coach for Brianna 1st private lesson. I was a little worried how Brianna would take things. I could see the coach making comments to her on her elements. Brianna liked her and it was a big relief. She worked Brianna hard and I think B was glad when the 45 mins. were up. I was proud of her. She worked hard and was not intimidated by skaters doing axels and double jumps around her. We celebrated by me letting her get a venti Vanilla Creme with Hot Milk from Starbucks.

While I am happy to see my girls skating and enjoying it, I do miss our old club. It was so much more homey and friendly. No one was real competitive. Loved the laid back feel to it. Loved the friends I made there.

So this brings me to the sad part. Just as I get home a friend from the old club calls. She is trying to resurrect the club. Her DH (truly dear!) purchased 2 hours of ice and instructor time. She was trying to rally the troops to get the club back off the ground by inviting the freestyle girls to skate and having a parent interest meeting. I am so glad that she is trying to do this, but I am sad. I am thinking that it might be too late.

So now I am in mourning. Can't sleep. It really can't be over. How sad not to see this friend at the rink on Sats. I remember when I convinced her to let her daughter be in the ice show...her DD is a beautiful skater now. I remember when my friend was learning to do front cross-overs and now she is ready to pass into freestyle. My friend who said she would never do a jump or spin is ready to try.

My heart is breaking. I worked so hard for 2 years to keep the club going. I tried to leave it in good shape by hiring a director. Some of the old-timers ran her out, because she didn't do things like the founder. I couldn't be the prez and the director, too. I feel some guilt for leaving, but really there was nothing I could do. It died from neglect at the hands of the new board.

I am happy for my girls, but sad for my skating club.