Since my surgeries and my wife’s surgery, along with all the other stuff we’ve gone through, the little boys have been great. They’ve been cooped up a lot when Mommy and Daddy can’t take ’em places, although we have friends that have stepped in. But to have actual family time on a summer night like tonight…well, that’s long overdue. It’s also taught me a sense of perspective. We were on our way to a specific destination, but I’ve learned to make time for whatever little thing is important to my children. So we stopped.
The best part about my evening was one of the first: my little guy grabbed my hand, led me around the parking lot, and talked up a storm about all the shiny hot rods on display. He had a blast, I was on cloud nine, and before long we were all back in the truck and continuing on with our evening.
I often quote one of my favorite songs by Grasshopper Takeover: You can never get it back; you can only let it go. Well, tonight I didn’t have to let anything go.