April 7, 1962 – September 22, 2015
This piece, written by Carrie no less, was in the San Francisco Chronicle last Friday the 25th. Wrap your head around this if you can…
“This is what she knows: that when you least feel like it, do something for someone else; that learning requires a willingness to be bad at something for a while, and that is okay;…if we had no winter, spring would not be as pleasant; that love must be outwardly shared and compassion acted upon; that people who deeply listen and closely observe radiate light from within and access their empathy…”
And she finished with this, “Smile when the people you cherish enter a room. Let them see your eyes light up. Again and again. And again.”
We spent this weekend at our season opening meet. We were surrounded by fellow coaches, swimmers, parents and officials. If Carrie had been any of those, she would have felt right at home.