Being a 'hockey mom' is hard on your heart. When he is on the ice my heart grows in size and it also skips beats. I am so proud of him and also feel every emotion he feels......excitement, panic, satisfaction, disappointment. I do all this as I quietly sit and watch him play.
He leaves for every game with his dad (and coach) and as he walks out the front door he yells back 'see you at the rink mom'! I show up a few minutes before game time so I can watch him warm up. Part of his routine is to scan the stands and find me sitting in my spot. He doesn't wave anymore (he used to when he was younger) but I know that he knows that I am there.
The final game of the season was played on Sunday evening. It was the last time until the fall that I would sit in the stands and quietly cheer him on. It was a close, competitive game. In the end, the victory was his and they won the championship.
I made my way out on the ice (the only parent that did) and made sure that I took some photos to remember the 2010/2011 year.
Here is Jay (in the middle) with one of his defense men and a winger. Jay has played on the same team as #5 for the past 6 years.




