These are the days...

Drew tries hard at everything he does...EVERYTHING - from school work to sports to helping others, he gives everything 110%.  This season in basketball, he has practiced so much and improved his game in so many ways.   Yesterday at his last game, before the second half, he scored 20 points!  TWENTY POINTS BEFORE HALF TIME!  Jason is one of his coaches and after the first quarter, Drew came up to Jason and said, "Dad, I am afraid I am being a ball hog.  What do I do?"   I love it that even though everyone was cheering for and recognizing him, that he still thought about the others on his team.   Jason told him to keep playing, that he wasn't being a ball hog because he was still passing to others.  So Drew went back out and played his heart out.  

I wasn't there.  I didn't get to see it.  I had text after text telling me how many points he was getting from Jason and other parents - but I can't picture his face while he did it.   I don't have a picture to post so that Drew can see it years from now when he may not make any baskets at a game - but would be able to remember when he got 20 points before halftime.

These are the days....
where I feel guilty I was with one of the other kids at their own events
where I feel so thankful that one parent was able to be there and our friends cheered him on
where I wish I was there so Drew could have seen how proud I was of him
where I just want to run-away because life seems so impossible to balance
where I am so thankful for all that our family has been blessed with
where I am so grateful our kids want to be involved and we have to be at three different place at once
where I am thankful for a job that allows me flexibility on when and where I work
where I really just want my children to know that even if they can't see me, I am still there - always cheering them on, always thinking of them, always praying for them and always so very proud.

These are the days....I wouldn't trade for anything that are flying by way too quickly.

Drew, when you read this, even though I don't have a picture, I hope you can remember every sound in the gym as you scored those shots.  I hope you can remember your dad's and JRs eyes open wide and huge smiles.  I hope you can remember every person who told you what a great game you played and most of all, I hope you remember that practice pays off and you can do and become anything you want to be!