Two months ago I fell down a rabbit hole called "Volleyball Season." It has been a nail-biting, exhilirating, tiring and thrilling two months, with enough moments of madness to make even Alice feel at home.
Tonight was the last game, and I begin my ascent up, out of the rabbit hole. Into the sunshine. I will miss it, painfully miss it . . . competetive volleyball, not the sunshine! It is Oldest Daughter's last year in high school . . . the last time I'll see her play a high school volleyball match.
Unlike Alice, who awakes to find her journey down the rabbit hole was just a dream, my last two months has been a joyful journey with memories to savor upon resurfacing.