Missing Out

It is a strange feeling, to feel like you have missed out on something. You weren't there. It all would have been different if you had done it too and been there.

I recently missed out on a big family reunion. It was hard being at home while everyone else was playing in the mountains and making memories together. The close large family parties seem for few and far between.

I miss out on my children's lives while I am at work. Sometime for entire days. I always wanted to be a part of their lives and see them each and every day until they went away to college but that obviously isn't a healthy thing to happen. I work now and often times I am gone for a few days at a time and it is then that I miss out on entire days of my children's lives. I feel a little guilty about that but then I stop to think about how they are doing. They are with their father and they are building a strong relationship with him too. This is so important, especially for boys. It is good for the three of them to have all that time together and do some bonding.

I suppose I wouldn't be human if I didn't feel a little sad about the things I miss out on. So I'll just toughen up and know that my children are having a rich and fully nourished upbringing on all their days (the ones I'm there, and the ones I'm not)! And I'll just try my hardest to make the most of the family gatherings knowing that I might not be able to make it to the next!