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.
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