I Would Do Anything
I stumbled upon the following picture on Instagram yesterday:
The note reads:
"Hope someone can use some of these baseballs in the batting cages. I found them cleaning out my garage. I pitched them to my son and grandson for countless rounds. My son is now 46 years old and my grandson is 23. I am 72 and what I won't give to pitch a couple of buckets to them. They have both moved away. If you are a father cherish these times. You won't believe how quickly they will be gone.
p.s. Give them a hug and tell them you love them every chance you get!"
Man-oh-live! This note is similar to the sentiments I've heard from many parents whose kids are not kids anymore. They miss the crazy times of driving all over town from one practice to another, coaching two teams, helping with homework, throwing together a crummy dinner, and running around like a headless chicken. Their life is so simple and quiet now. Sometimes too simple and too quiet.
When we're in the middle of the craziness, we just want it to be less crazy. But when the craziness dies down, we realize how much we actually liked the craziness. We like it because we get to be with our kids. We get to coach and/or watch them play or perform. We get to be with them in the car listening to music. We're a part of each others' lives every day, and it doesn't stay like that forever.
The next time we're in stress mode brought on by the craziness of full schedules, let's try to remember that it won't always be like this. There will come a day where we would give anything to be with our kids in the middle of that craziness.
Make it a great day!