The Next One, with the Golden Goal!
Then the ceremonies. I cried. I always cry. I love the Olympic games. Some people may roll their eyes at me, but love that for a few weeks, the World comes together. I love to cheer with the winners, grieve with the losers. I love the pride we get to wear on our sleeves. I love the Olympics!
And of course, Joannie, the flag bearer. What strength she showed. She made her mother proud, no doubt. She made us proud. I lost my dad 2 days after the birth of my daughter. I wanted him to be there to share in the joy. Her circumstances were different, but I still identified with her. We all did, in a way. She won the bronze, and to us she is golden.
Thank you World!
Thank you Canada!