13 and little brother decided to join the swim team at the local Y. They have friends who swim and they think it's cool. Of course getting them to the practices can be a miracle in it's self. I find myself spinning in the door and back out as soon as I get home from work. But last night after the agony of getting them out the door with their suits, towels and goggles to their practice. I made a point of watching them swim. They can do something that I can not...
they swim with grace, beauty and speed.
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