Struggling Well With Life

Let’s be honest. We go to a lot of events that our kids are a part of that are literally painful. Some of those recitals and school plays are rough, and tough to survive. In the beginning I took videos of everything, then still shots, and now I don’t even think to bring a camera. Thank God for texting. Last night while I waited through three hours of a musical buffet to hear my child sing in a group of 50 for 5 minutes, I was able to catch up with friends, and finish a couple of projects at work all through the wonderful gift of texting. Terri was home sick, or I never would have gotten away with that. Then, my little girl, all grown up now, hit the stage, and I had an attitude change. It dawned on me that a year or so from now there will be no more karate exhibitions, plays, or recitals. I will miss these painful presents. I will just be happy at that point if they text me