Do you remember two years ago when I was struggling with the idea of letting Sassy choose what college she was going to attend? It’s a defining moment in parenthood, the one where you literally hand over that decision making process that will alter the course of your child’s life.
But it’s an important one.
I stepped back and watched as Sassy followed her heart and her gut- and have thanked God that I had the courage to do that. (Or stupidity, depending on who you’re talking to.)
I was so excited to attend Sassy’s field hockey game yesterday, as they have had many away games this year that take them to the other ends of the earth! It was nice to see many familiar faces, and we smiled and laughed, floating on cloud nine as the girls won a hard fought game in overtime. These are the kinds of games that exhilarate you; that get your blood pumping and that remind you of the glory that a fall afternoon in a cheering stadium can bring to your soul.
We waited after the game in large room inside the stadium for the victorious team to join the traditional tailgate. The walls were wall-to-wall windows, allowing the sun to stream in and afforded us a glorious view of the array of color lining the mountains that surrounded us. Parents were busy readying the tables; students and sibling were telling stories and laughing; and some parents new to the process stood around the periphery, curiously waiting for a cue of what to do.
I made eye contact with a woman who looked familiar and smiled a hello as I moved around to find a table.
The team soon joined us and we ate to our hearts content, all the while catching snippets of stories from the hard-fought game that were making their way around the room. I enjoyed it so, and didn’t realize how much I needed it. It was a reminder of how important it is to live in the day, and how important it is to share it with others.
I mentioned to Sassy that I needed to leave, and gathered my things to go. I maneuvered my way around the tables, and felt a hand on my arm. It was the woman I had smiled at earlier- the one who was a bit new to the family, but a familiar face nonetheless.
I stopped and smiled.
“I just wanted to tell you something,” she said. “Last year when we came to visit, you were the only one who smiled at us and took the time to talk to us. I just wanted to tell you how much that meant to us.”
I was a bit speechless. And then, “Well, you know, that’s what kindergarten teachers DO!” I laughed.
She smiled. “Well. I’m not so sure about that. Probably just the nice ones. Anyway, thanks again.”
I turned and felt a tear in my eye as I walked to the door. While Sassy’s team and all the parents gave me something glorious today, I was even more grateful that I was able to give a little something to someone else.
Now beat it. Go make someone else’s day.
(winner for this tonight. Gotta go mow the lawn.)