When I started this blogging journey, I fully intended to do a new blog each and every day. Soon I found myself trying to do blogs each weekday, and now can't even keep up with that. That's okay. As I type this now, I am sitting at my desk beside the dock door, eating a peanut butter and jelly sandwich with corn chips. When I say peanut butter and jelly with corn chips, I mean chips on the sandwich. It's quicker and easier that way.
That's just one of the shortcuts I find myself taking lately. My son is playing football, so he practices 3 nights a week plus Saturdays. My oldest daughter is in band practice 3 afternoons a week, then starts marching on Friday nights tomorrow night. My youngest daughter hasn't even started soccer season yet. My wife and I get a quick kiss on the way in and out the door if we are lucky.
Yesterday I got home from work, took a shower, and got ready for church. Dinner was ate quickly as usual, and off we went. When we came home from church, the front door of our house was standing wide open. I drove down the street, called the police, and waited. We escorted them to our house and waited nervously as we watched them going through our home with flashlights blazing. Soon they came out the door and told me I could come in and look around. Nothing was missing or moved. We had, in our haste to get ourselves and our children out the door, simply forgotten to shut the front door.
The thing is, I wouldn't trade my life for anything. I made a promise to myself and my kids that I would do everything possible to be there for all the things they did. Sometimes when they do things at the same time it is impossible, but I give it my best shot. I am proud to say that the only time I have missed one of my children's activities is when they conflicted and I couldn't be on two places at once.
The blog will get done when I have time, and when I have something to say. Church, football, band and soccer can't wait.
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