I am so in awe of my own children. They are so smart (they think I am smarter than them, but I have to study up while they are at school to keep the appearance) and they get better grades than I ever did. They are talented, they play sports and practice their musical instruments. They are much more confident than I was in high school.
I was sitting in a fabulous concert last night watching Sydney play her amazing jazz solos, and Christian play the piano part for Danzon, and hearing Bessie (Truman's tuba) ring out loud and clear. I was suddenly overwhelmed with the magnitude of life. I hope I am paying enough attention to the things that are of the greatest importance. I don't feel qualified to "bring up" children who are that amazing.
My own parents are such great examples to me. They love and enjoy us at every phase of life. I have much hope in the idea that if I try my hardest and love and enjoy them it will be enough. In the mean time, I think I will cross my fingers and knock on wood. (and hurry to get the dishes done before they get home from school.)
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