My wife and my son were complaining yesterday about the fact that I was going to leave them on Easter evening to go to a meeting. Then my daughter stepped in to defend me by saying, "I'm really proud of you dad." It is clear that I am pretty dang lucky. The message I took away was that my family not only wants me around but they are also really thankful for the path I'm on.
My daughter's comment probably had something to do with what she witnessed at the family get together we had Saturday. It started out as a quiet Easter/early birthday party for my son. In the end it was a gathering of slurring drunks. My wife tried to make it clear that we had to get up early Sunday for church so everyone had to leave at a decent time. Apparently decent time means 3:00am to some people. Do I sound bitter? I'm actually not. The experience left me with a lot of gratitude.
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