I took my son to an open house at a new school. Sitting in the auditorium, I noticed lots of fathers with their sons. One in particular was three rows down and hugging his son. My son became very agitated as the speaker enthusiastically went on about fundraisers. I was upset with him because he kept whispering loudly in my ear asking when the presentation would be over. (I realized why he was upset as I thought about everything on the way home. He wished he had a daddy to hug him and share the moment.)
We then climbed the steps to the middle school area and I just had to keep myself from crying. All I could think about was how much my husband would have loved to see this. I could just envision him walking and then talking to everyone. He would've been so proud. He also would have left an unforgettable impression on every one he met.
This is so hard! I need to get over myself! Where are my big girl panties?
We then climbed the steps to the middle school area and I just had to keep myself from crying. All I could think about was how much my husband would have loved to see this. I could just envision him walking and then talking to everyone. He would've been so proud. He also would have left an unforgettable impression on every one he met.
This is so hard! I need to get over myself! Where are my big girl panties?