I just want you to know that I appreciate you. I appreciate the fact that for 2 months I got to feel again. I got to feel special and pretty. I got to feel like there was life beyond the four walls of my house. I got to care and listen and encourage. I got to feel wanted and needed.

I tried to be there for you during this time of struggle and hardship. I offered you friendship, companionship and even though it was really hard for me to do…I offered you my heart.

I thought what we had was great. I smiled each time the phone rang or your truck pulled into my driveway. Our time together was limited due to schedules and kids and jobs etc- but even when we could only steal a few moments together it was worth it to me. I thought you felt the same.

Your scared. I DO understand that.

Hearing that you want to date other people (and still see me) was hard to hear. You knew how I felt about that. You knew I couldn’t do it. Telling me your feelings haven’t changed for me-it just doesn’t make it hurt any less.

You are a wonderful man. You are kind and honest. You are handsome and strong.

What I also want you to know is that I am fabulous and rare. I am smart and loyal and honest. I am caring and compassionate. I am a blast to hang out with and have fun. I am a good person to have on your team even when the score is 34-0 and you are on the losing team. I am a good mom. I have my head on straight and know what I want and what I need. I have talents that you had yet to even discover.

I will miss you.

Love,

Dawn

I am a firm believer in the way things used to be with kids and sports.  I believe that not EVERY child should make the team.  I believe in tryouts.  Disappointment can be a valuable life lesson.

I also beleive that one of the hardest things to do for a parent is to watch your child suffer this disappointment.

Tonight I had to tell my 10 year old son that he did NOT make the tournament team for little league.  He tried out on Saturday and we got the call just minutes ago.

He will play on his regular team-which he loves but wanted to try to make it to the tournament team.

The tears are hard to see.  My heart aches.  He tried his best but knowing that his best wasn’t good enough is a hard pill to swallow.

‘Life may not be the party we hoped for… but while we are here we might as well dance!’

Life is too short to wake up with regrets.

They just promised it would be worth it.

Here he is- the cutest waiter at Victoria’s Restaurant!

My oldest son ……Travis