Just last night my son was in his first school play called "Spaced Out". He and his class practiced very hard on the songs and acting parts. It was a 2nd/3rd grade play. It was very cute.
As I was sitting there, the bitter moment was remembering when I found out that I could not be in the plays from 2nd grade on. My parents became Dubs when I was about 7 years old. I do remember my 1st grade play and I was so proud of myself but years after that I was forbidden to join with my school because of "the time" it took. Also, plays tend to fall on Thursdays which meant not missing the meetings just to go to a play. I find it interestering that my parents became even more zeolous on those particular nights. "A sacrifice" they would call it. I remember sitting in the hallway of the school crying because I was "left out".
The sweet moment was seeing that my 8 year old was having so much fun. After the play was over he says to me "mom!!!! that was soooooo much fun!!!!!". Seeing his eyes light up and actually having fun was so refreshing. It made me feel warm inside to know that my kids are not going to have to miss out. Even my 2 year old daughter says to me.... "me (pointing to herself)...big...cheer"....She wants to become a cheerleader when she's bigger. She seen the advertisement of cheerleaders. Everytime the cheerleaders are on TV she starts her "cheers", jumping and tumbling saying "me...big".
So now I'd like to know, what has happened to you since you've been out of the borg that brought back BOTH the bitter/sweet feelings?