The Giving Season

Most of the time, I hear it before I see it. The shriek from behind gritted teeth, the scuffle. By the time I find them, they are locked in a wrestling hold – at the center of their grip a ball or truck. Carson and Austin alternate as the instigator, but both have the same goal of conquering. They will risk bruise and bite to succeed.

I expect a certain amount of competition between our identical twin boys. After all, they have similar interests and are learning the concepts of “mine” and “yours” and what they want. Every tussle is a learning opportunity on how to work together and share, achieve what they desire, as well as win graciously and accept defeat.

But as we approach their second birthday, I’ve been witnessing more giving than taking. Even though they recklessly race to the sink to be the first to brush their teeth or the stairway to be the first down, they are more willing to accept their place. The second child will often wait patiently as the first one smiles victoriously. Increasingly, they share snacks, present rocks, and best of all, offer bear hugs.

These daily lessons in give and take force reflection. I have had my share of receiving throughout my life- my family has given me deep roots, my friends have defined my character and my husband and kids have given me a loving home. Over the last year of triathlon training, many have offered invaluable encouragement or words of advice. I have also been reminded of the athletes and coaches I have known in 25 years of competitive sports. Each one of them taught me something about “how to work together and share, achieve what I desire, as well as win graciously and accept defeat.” As Carson and Austin demonstrate when they pal around mere minutes after a fracas, the true endurance event is life and reward comes from the relationships we know from start line to finish. That is why I am pursuing the Ironman with a spirit of giving back. It is a form of “thank you” to those who have believed in me.

I hope my efforts make a difference to others. Perhaps advice given to a teammate proves useful. Maybe my commitment to The Leukemia and Lymphoma Society improves someone’s chances of survival. I’d like to believe my peace-making interventions model positive behavior for the boys. I know it will be a long, challenging road as there are many miles to cover, dollars to raise and tantrums to endure. But I owe it - big.

The approaching holidays are a good time to start expressing my gratitude. I am extremely thankful to the many people who have generously contributed to my fundraising campaign. I have raised $1,400 to date, putting me well on my way to the final goal of $8,500. But more importantly have been the words of support - they will carry me the distance.

I wish you a wonderful holiday season with family and friends (and don’t forget to give and receive lots of eggnog…)