Well, she didn't make either squad. She was bummed. I was nervous and anxious all day. She hopped into the car and ripped open the envelope and started to cry because her name wasn't on either list. I told her how proud I was of her for having the courage to try-out and for all of her hard work and effort. There, of course were other girls who didn't make either squad, so she will have some shoulders to lean on tomorrow at school, which is bound to be pretty difficult day to get through. Her try-out partner didn't make it either.
We went for a walk around the block and talked and by the time we got home she had found a few things to be glad about and didn't seem too depressed. I think she'll be ok. For me...I will too. I swear, I think it was harder for me. It's never easy when your child feels that level of disappointment and that you cannot shield them from it. Kind of like when you pick them up at school and they are standing off by themselves and a group of kids are taking and laughing amoung themselves, totally ignoring your child. It breaks your heart a little everytime.
I explained to her that disappointment is a part of life and that it was ok to feel sad and cry. But then she had to pull herself up by her boot straps and move forward and that in a few days summer break will be upon her and she would forget all about the heartbreak of not making the cheer or pom pom squad. That she would be a better person for having gone through this.
She is asking for help with her English homework, so she's already in the moving forward phase.
She's my heroine tonight.
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