When my daughter Kelsey was a child, she loved to join me in the garden．To 1 chaos(混乱)in my own planned garden beds, I provided her a space of her own, so Kelsey's Corner was born．There she was 2 to dig and plant as she wished．Over time, that little patch grew into a favorite place in the 3 ．
As she approached high school, Kelsey took her 4 off the garden．I didn't 5 this change．It seemed acceptable that something as boring as working in the dirt gave way to the mystery of a(n) 6 social life, so I began to take care of the space．Even so, I knew it always would be Kelsey's Corner．
Now my daughter is eighteen and is in the 7 weeks of her high school career．Our mailbox is filled with college admission materials, 8 me that the world has come for this young woman and she will soon answer its 9 ．Kelsey is looking forward to her wonderful college life 10 her mother and I are anxious about the coming life we will have 11 our daughter around．
Kelsey's Corner seems extremely deserted in this early spring 12
Kelsey's leaving．One morning, when I 13 past Kelsey's Corner, I noticed some green seedlings had 14 at the foot of some dead stalks(秆)．
It's 15 that life is a cycle．Kelsey's leaving is 16 one point on the cycle．Now the life wheel will roll with Kelsey as she 17 into her adult life．
Let her live as she will and let her 18 when she can, and whether she comes alone or in 19 , she will be welcomed home．I'll take care of Kelsey's Corner faithfully．It will also cycle annually．So will my wife and I, rolling on towards a 20 stage of our lives, one that promises a rich harvest．
In my third year as a high school athletics coach, I gave a speech telling students and parents about the benefits of football．I gave the same 1 each year, aimin g at recruiting(招收)new team members．I talked about 2 football wasn't just for 3 athletes and how everyone could 4 from it．This year, a 5 looking couple approached me after my speech．They said their son really wanted to play football．They had tried to 6 him out of it, but he had his heart 7 on joining the team．
When they told me his name, my heart sank．Michael was five feet and ten inches tall and weighed about 108 pounds．He was a 8 boy, the constant target of other kids' jokes, and as far as I knew he had never 9 sports．I knew he would never 10 it through football practice, let 11 as a player．But we told them we could give it a try．
On the opening day of practice, Michael was the first player on the field, we did 30 minutes of warming-up 12 starting a one-mile jog around the track．I 13 my eye on Michael．At 50 yards he fell, and I helped him to his feet．“Michael,”I said,“Why don't you just 14 the mile?”He said in tears that he wanted to run with the others, so I let him go on． 15 he fell, but each time 16 himself up．
The same thing happened every day for weeks, and Michael gained strength both 17 and physically．By the last week of practice, Michael could run the mile without falling, we had 18 only one game that season, 19 the team cheered louder for Michael's run than the victory they had, Afterward, Michael approached me, and I told him how 20 I was of him．
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