Staying present…
I meant to add this part to my previous post, but figured that I would simply add it as it’s own post. I had said earlier today that I had gotten “teary” when I attended my younger son’s concert a couple of weeks ago. Well, yesterday, I went to my daughter’s ballet recital (or whatever you call a program involving 3-6 year old girls moving about in a quasi-coordinated manner on a stage). Last night I stayed present and had an absolutely fabulous time. I relished in my daughter’s joy of dancing (several of the teachers told me how much she loves to dance). When she danced and saw either me or Marybeth looking at her, my daughter’s face exploded in a smile. If you will pardon a little paternal gloating, she was absolutely adorable last night. It is times like last night that make living “for the moment” a sheer pleasure.
Merle
Who doesn’t love little kid dance recitals? They are the best!
Stay strong–the Illinois contingent is pulling for you!
Kate
That’s my niece! Dancey dancey, tappa tappa tappa. She told me the night before when I talked to her that I had to come down really really fast so that I could help her practice and find her blue outfit. Awwwww