If I wrote out an hour-by-hour timeline of my emotional status over the past 48 hours- it would look look like an EKG strip (nurse humor- lots of ups and downs in an EKG). Since my last blog I think I have cried more than I have over the past 10 years in just a couple of days. And I'm not even a crier!!
Monday, the day after the qualifier, I spent the day with my friends and family. We went to 4 matches of beach volleyball and did a bit of sight-seeing. We talked to Jo a couple of times and she seemed fine. We were all a bit sad for her- but moving on.
Tuesday morning- Team finals day- I woke up with a pit in my stomach. I knew the day could end up great- but if it didn't, I wasn't sure I could stand to see Jo sad anymore. I spent some time reading all of the beautiful support on the internet for Jo and finally saw her post-meet interview- which brought tears to my eyes. I was amazed at her composure and class at such a difficult moment. It made me so proud.
I went for my run- then went to the church to do the rosary. The minute I sat in the pew I unexpectedly started bawling- and continued to cry, probably harder than I ever have in my life, for about 2 hours. It was seriously draining. After being with 16 people non-stop for the past 2 days- the moment I was by myself I think I released every pent up emotion since 1972.
On the way to the arena I got a call that they wanted me to do an interview for NBC before the meet. That's something I typically don't do before a meet. I'm either a hot mess or drinking "ice tea" and not "camera-ready". But, given the tremendous support for Jo expressed in every form of media- I felt obligated. I made it through the interview and then just broke down in tears AGAIN afterwards. Good Lord!! I wasn't sure I could even pull it together for the meet.
We had 16 tickets to the meet- scattered throughout the arena. I sat with my sister, Renee, and my BFF, Donna, my son Ryan and a few nephews. Watching that meet (and I actually sat through the whole thing-- no pacing) was SO FUN. We screamed for the USA on every landing. As it became more clear that USA would win- I started watching Jo- she looked so HAPPY- it just warmed my heart. The moment I saw the team receive their gold medals was one of the happiest in my life. I couldn't have been prouder of that team. They are truly best friends that shared an amazing experience that will bond them forever.
After a few hours in the arena bar with about 30 people celebrating and chanting "USA' about every 3-4 minutes we went to the P&G family home. At the home we got to connect with all of the families of the rest of the team. It was a great time!! We finally got to talk to Jo who joking said they were celebrating by taking "ice baths". She sounded so happy!
Of course- we couldn't end there-- We took the crowd to a couple of pubs along the Borough Market area where you can drink in the streets-- it was such a cool London-y time. We made all kinds of friends and kept the "USA" chants going. Such a happy time for so many. I can't imagine ever feeling such a
I can't express enough how touched we all are by the outpouring of support and empathy to Jordyn in the past couple of days. The Olympics do really have a way of pulling people together. That's what life is really all about to me-- sharing moments with others- good or bad. Thank you everyone for all of your kindness.
You have done a truly amazing thing with your daughter. She is humble, honest and genuine. As her heart broke, all of ours did too. She is a champion in every sense of the word. I hope she sticks around for the next quad!