If I’d had buttons, I’d have popped them

October 29, 2008 by Not Fainthearted

Last night was the soccer banquet. DS1 lettered on the varsity, of course.

But the real pride in parenting moment came at the team voted awards portion of the evening.

DS2 received the Junior Varsity Sportsman of the Year award. The coach said that he’d set it up for the boys as not just the person who played by the rules, but who was routinely fun to play with and had a good, positive attitude.

DS1 received the Varsity Sportsman of the Year award.

And the thought that went through my mind was "I’m so glad my boys have come through the last four years with a positive attitude that can be felt by their teammates. Maybe I did OK by getting a divorce. At least I didn’t ruin them."

And then (of course) I chastised myself about thinking that it was about me and my choices instead of the great young men my boys are turning into. Still, I feel pretty proud of them.

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Author: Not Fainthearted

A paradox wrapped in an enigma playing the accordion. I'm a sinner-saint, child of God working at the cross-roads of church and world. A Deaconess called to connect people living near the center with people on the edge and to help your life sing (literally and figuratively) while doing it. People don't always get the deaconess part. Could be the swearing, the corporate job, or the wine.