I can’t do it. I can’t even fake it. That old adage ‘Fake it until you make it’….yeah, that’s not happening.
Other parents can, though. And plenty of them, by the look of things this weekend. I heard barks of encouragement. I saw excitement and frustration and joy and disappointment on the faces of so many parents. The whole gamut.
There were even parent spats.
There were people who hushed their spouses so they wouldn’t get thrown out.
There was drama galore, I tell you.
But ultimately, they kept it together. No one flat out lost it.
And then there was me….
….sitting up at the top of the bleachers, in the fetal position, sucking my thumb.
Because this moment:
is more than my heart can take….regardless of the outcome.
I’m just not cut out for this.
God help me if she takes up snowboarding.