I learned that my son booked his official visit to Hawaii through the internet. Not only does it mean that I’m not going, it leaves me to wonder who is. Not his brother, who is the only other person in his corner with actual knowledge of college athletics and can help him navigate the truth of whatever he is being pitched. He might even be taking a family member who openly and constantly disrespects me. That feels like choosing sides from my end. Still, my end doesn’t really vibe with his. He doesn’t see things the same way as I do. Here’s what I know, however: I am wasting too much of my time and energy on caring.
I’m hurt by this. Of course I am. That doesn’t make dwelling on it any more worthwhile or change a single thing. I’ve had the conversations. I have told him my desires and expectations. His not caring is pretty much all I need to know moving forward. I love him. I don’t respect his choices. Moving on. It’s hard to, but I have to or else it will fester in my brain like so many other slights have festered over the years. I have to accept the things I cannot change and have the mindset to focus on what I can change.
That is what I mean by the life we have left. I titled a RPG piece that very thing many years ago. It was a heartfelt reflection on the state of the game world and how it felt to be a person in that world. Here I am reflecting on how it feels to be of a certain age and how important it is to me now to live “where my feet are at” as I move forward. I can control what I can control. I cannot control anything else, and I need to learn to be okay with that. I need to learn to either be along for the ride with this other things, or get off and leave it behind.
Some Thoughts:
- Absolutely Bonkers Headline of the Day: ” Lettuce introduce you to the live frog found in this grocery store salad bag” Umm… Grocery check in Aisle 9. How did the frog survive? How did it make it all the way to the store?
- Knicks Game 3 tonight. Should be interesting…