Time
Our internet is back! And just in time for my son’s last concert at Baylor. We’ve live streamed every one of his concerts for the past four years, and I would have been crushed if I had to miss this one. You’ve probably heard people say there’s a last time you’ll ever pick up your child, and while it’s happening you’re not even aware it’s the last time. I’ve come to see many things like that- you never know when it’s going to be the last football game, concert, or race. You might be thinking, “Don’t be ridiculous! I know exactly when my kid’s last high school band concert will be- spring of his senior year!” Well, my son’s last high school band concert was December of his junior year. That March- 2020- he went home from school for spring break and never went back to high school. Definitely didn’t see that one coming. Now I’m hyper aware of potential and concrete “lasts”. You don’t know if your kid might break their arm, decide they suddenly hate soccer, or God forbid, something worse could happen. So, go to EVERY SINGLE EVENT and appreciate it as if it’s the last one. You never know. Back to the Baylor concert- along with 30 other students, my son was honored as a graduating senior. It meant a lot to me to see this, because once again, we never got any kind of recognition or closure from his high school years (as I always have to point out- my son couldn’t care less about high school at this point. I’m the only one who will probably be sad about this forever). In other (but slightly related) news, my daughter and her friends are driving me crazy with their constant demands for rides. Yesterday, due to a complicated testing schedule, my daughter and her friend had no school. It was my day off work, so obviously I wanted to spend it running an Uber service. In the morning we went to the gym (picking up and dropping off her friend as well) and in the afternoon they wanted to go to the arcade. The arcade is 30 minutes away. And can we also drive Abby and Luc? (Luc is a graduating senior, and this could be none of my business, but maybe it’s time to get your license, Luc???) As I chauffeured kids to and fro (thinking about all the ways I would rather be spending my day off) I reminded myself that in two years my daughter will be off to college, and I’ll miss these days! I have to tell myself to slow down, soak it all in, and appreciate every single day. It goes so fast! I frequently stop and tell myself “THIS IS IT.” This is my time with her. Slow down, time! Do you ever think “this is the last time I’ll do xxx?” Does it make you sad? Top photo by Aron Visuals on Unsplash