I liked this quote last night after I had a JumboNog. George was in his room cyber attacking Russia. Fritz was playing Roblox and Hazel was in the bathtub listening to her B96 crap.
Perfect time for dad to make a nog and grab the chalk.
This morning I woke up and looked at the son of a bitch and thought…. I don’t want to talk about preparing and I sure as hell don’t want to talk about regret.
Last night a buddy of mine dropped off a Christmas present for me and the kids. We sat at the table and shot the shit for a half an hour with a glass of beer. He spent time listening to George explain everything in his “Weird Science Bedroom” and he took a selfie with the Morning Chalkboard.
The most important thing about the visit was the lesson the Shepkids learned about friendship. They watched two old guys have a beer and interact positively. Having Michael Foley as a friend is another gift I received when I moved to Riverside. Having my kids witness that friendship on a Friday night is priceless. Having solid friendships shows our children how to build their own friendships.
That is the gift we give as parents. That is part of how we prepare them for the future.
How can you regret the past when today is all you have? If I change the things I regret I wouldn’t have been in Riverside last night with my children and a dear friend.
Life isn’t like the game show “Let’s Make a Deal.” You don’t have curtains to choose. You got the life of Curtain number one and that’s all you get.
Curtain number one has me sitting under an afghan this morning that my Gramma made me forty years ago. It has the glow of the Sue Butterfield Christmas Tree illuminating my living room. The little Christmas tree across the street glowing across Lincoln Avenue and the occasional roar from Titus over at the zoo.
I can’t prepare for tomorrow or regret yesterday because right now is postcard perfect.