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About 6 years ago my son begged us to play football. We were quite surprised as we are not really football fans. But he had some friends at school that played and he was interested. Evenutally we agreed and allowed him to play. In the end it was one of the best decisions ever. It was great for his self esteem, it keeps him in awesome shape (and away from the Xbox!), he is forced to have incredible time management skills and therefore has great grades. But one perk I did not expect was all the great friends I made along this journey. High school football will be a great experience but it was hard to say goodbye to this chapter.

The past two years were rough on our boys for various reasons. Last season ended 0-8 for them. And on a personal note, my son broke his arm during their 3 game. It was a rough season. But this season they came back fighting. The boys were in incredible shape and made it all the way to the semi-finals. It was a great experience for them and for us parents. I am so very proud of this incredible group of boys.

Oh how the years go by

Lately I have been feeling so melancholy. It has really hit me that my oldest is 14-years-old and in high school. 14-years-old! How does that happen? I feel like my time with her is fleeting and it just hurts my heart. I still remember that first time she was handed to me. My sweet baby girl, my only daughter. Now, she is a young lady.

My next oldest is 13-years old, my oldest son. He is tall as me now. This past week was his football banquet. It was so emotional because this was his last year before he starts high school and plays high school football. The end of an era and a new chapter to start...

Ugh, my heart just hearts lately. I know that is selfish because they are growing up and coming into their own. I should be proud and happy. I am so very proud of them. But for now, it hurts and I am going to be selfish about it for a while.

Hold your babies tight momma's. Babies don't keep.

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