Last Sunday I attended our State Rhythmic Gymnastics Competition. The thirty-three gymnasts who competed were absolutely GREAT … and so were their families. Judging by what I saw going on around me in the bleachers, there wasn’t a mother there who didn’t know every routine by heart. There wasn’t a father there who didn’t take more photos than the Lord should have allowed. Grandparents, parents, sisters, brothers, aunts, uncles, cousins, and foster parents … the heart of Special Olympics is and always will be … our families.
When it comes to their role, Special Olympics families pretty much do it all. They are by far our organizaton’s greatest resource. They coach, haul athletes to practice and games, fundraise, train and compete as unified partners, serve as local coordinators, provide food and beverages, bandage wounds, cheer loudly, and bring with them an abundance of hope and love.
I can’t fully understand what daily life must be like for our families … but I do know this. In every Special Olympics athlete there is work to be done, but from what I’ve observed … in every Special Olympics family there is the power to do it.