Rough night at the football field
Mark’s first home football game was tonight. We just got back to our house. The team suffered a loss with a score of 37-2. It was a tough game to watch. Mark is splitting the quarterback role with another player and when not under center, he lines up as wide receiver. He loves football and didn’t play his best tonight, which is so hard for him. He expects a lot from himself. I know this is a good characteristic and better than having an “oh well, we lost” attitude. But as a mom, wow, it hurts to see your kid hurt.
He told me tonight that he never cries after a game until he sees me. And, when he cries, I cry. And sometimes Aaron cries. It’s a whole crying thing. So this was us tonight. Crying and caring, hugging and hurting, no smiles and shallow breaths. But living all the same xxoo