I was very to close to forgetting to write my blog this evening. My mind was pre-occupied for most of the evening.
Well it's happened. The son found out he did not make the Tier I team. Disappointment doesn't seem strong enough of a word, but devastated seems too strong. So somewhere in between seems to be how he is feeling. My first reaction on hearing the news was silimar to his, only I let my tears flow. My gosh he gave it his best shot. I am so very proud of him, but those words are not comforting to him right now. In fact my company, or anybody's at this point in time, is not how he wishes to deal with this. This is when being a mom of a teenager is difficult. I know I can't fix it, (even the DQ blizzard I bought, and the case of rootbeer Dad bought, brought very little joy.) As young as the son is at 16, he has many wise ways about him. He's not vengeful of those who did make the team. In fact, he was the first to say, there were a lot of good players trying out and a lot of good players had great try outs. Much more mature than I was at that age! No spitefullness (if that's a word) what-so-ever! Did I mention how proud I am of him (Dad is too, but this isn't his blog, so.....) Hopefully over the next few days, he will come to realize everything happens for a reason, and maybe he will have an aww haa moment where it will all make sense. My suggestion to him was to go shopping, cause I know that always lifts my spirits. Well not so much as the shopping as actually buying something. Maybe we need a trip to KICKS!
In changing the mood a litte, I had my second night of line dancing lessons. We are on dance number 3 - sorta. I swear there must be about 25 - 30 ladies in this class, and a good number of them did not do their homework (learn the dances) Either that or they really don't have any co-ordination! I wore the correct footwear tonight, my cowboy boots. What a difference that made. My ankles didn't feel like they were breaking when we did some of those fancy turns.
So if you see me with my IPod shuffle and I'm walking/moving with some fancy foot work, that would be me doing my HOMEWORK!!!!!
BODY: Line dancing - I got over 10,000 steps in again, but I think I might have had more. Unfortunately my pedometer was tucked inside my boots and it might not have reacted to all the moves I was making. On the otherhand, it was a slower night with all the watching and listening to Joe having to repeat himself.!!!!!!
MIND: Henry Ward Beecher quote - "One's best success comes after their greatest disappiontments." I will show the son this quote when his wounds have healed a little bit. Below is a website that shows who Henry Ward Beecher was. I found some of the history about the Chinese immigrants quite interesting.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Henry_Ward_Beecher
Good night to all
and special blessing for having a great family and good friends.
Night
Stacey
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