The good news is that my younger son made the Little League All-Star team for the second year in a row! Nicely done, D. You have had a tough year and you have worked hard and you deserve this.
The bad news is that hubby and I are supposed to be up in the City (SF) for the weekend. Our first such time away together since last summer. When my sweet D called me today to say "guess what Mom? I made the All-Star Team!" I cried. I cried because I heard the pride in his voice and saw all of his hard work during the season come to fruition. I cried because I'm making the decision to miss the game and I feel really shitty about it. I cried because there aren't 5 of me to be all the places for all the people I want to be there for at the same time on any given day. I cried because I was crying. And I cried because I was at work at the time!
I know, I can hear all of you. You deserve a break. Your marriage is important and it deserves some attention, some celebration also. My marriage is an All-Star, soon to be Hall-of-Famer someday. I agree. You're preaching to the choir. That's logical. This feeling is one of guilt and of genuinely wanting to be there to see D play. He was the starting pitcher for the All-Star game last year. He rocked. He kicked ass and took names. He may do the same thing this year (or not) and either way, I won't be there to see it.
But I will be frolicking in one of the most beautiful cities in the world with my sexy, wonderful, funny, sweet hubby. I guess it could be worse :0)
Oh yeah, did I tell you that I'm flying out of town for a conference on Father's Day morning? More guilt to come. All self-inflicted of course.