Evening has come to passThe time of day doesn't lastEvening has earned its place todayI'm tired of working away—Mike Pinder
Grateful Monday
So what I am thankful for today is TubaBoy. He helped me move some things (the last trip to the Granger house) and remember what it’s like to be young. He broke some glass shelves that I will have to replace, but he did it through inexperience. It reminded me so much of the way I was at his age that I couldn’t help but get angry. And I couldn’t stay that way long, not more than a minute or so.
Payback is hell. Yup. Sorry, Dad, for all the things of yours I broke.
But most of all, after a band practice during which some very stressful things happened. The boys asked if we could go to the Sonic to eat. Granted I have a job, but I have not started working (or getting paid) yet. So I was stand-offish, still stressed from earlier events. I eventually realized that taking them would be good for me as well as good for them. On the way, I was still grumbling to myself. TubaBoy looked up and said, “What a pretty sunset.”
It was. That’s all it took. Thank you, TubaBoy.
2 comments:
Thank you so much for sharing this.
And thank you for being there for the boys. I know they appreciate your patience and that you notice their features as well as their flaws.
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