I just read a very short essay that our son, Justin wrote.
It was about a time that we asked him to stay in Rexburg because his younger brother had to work at JB's on Thanksgiving Day.
Broke my tender heart to read that little short essay.
Because...WHY didn't WE stay? WHY did I think it was necessary to drive to Salt Lake while our young teen-age son worked? Why didn't I stay home and make a big turkey dinner for the young worker?
WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME?
That is a question I ask too often.
And, sadly, I do NOT like the answer.
I want a RE-DO of my life as a parent.
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