A few things about which I was really, very, extremely – but not irreversibly – wrong over the years:
- Mrs. Brady’s shag haircut was not cute on an 11-year old girl.
- 6th grade boys are not that impressed by 6th grade girls who know more about football than they do (wish I had figured that one out sooner.)
- Wedding dresses reminiscent of Scarlett O’Hara, requiring a hoop skirt the size of a single car garage, would not prove to be timeless. Neither would permed hair.
- Sometimes winning is everything.
- In terms of time: quality is not a synonym for quantity.
- A lighter diaper bag is not more functional than a well-stocked one.
- A staycation is not nearly as cool as an actual vacation.
- It is not easier letting go of a girl going to college than it was to let go of a girl getting married.
- Tess’s hair did not turn blonde.
- Whitney’s hair did not turn brown.
- My boy is not harder to communicate with than my girls.
- My husband does not hate tuna sandwiches (I don’t know why I thought that before we got married.)
- God’s love is not conditional on my ability to receive or understand it.
- Grace is not weak. Nor is it earned.
- ALS does not represent the end to all vision, purpose or happiness.
- Joy and sorrow are not mutually exclusive emotions; neither are faith and sorrow (and that’s okay).
There, I said it. I was wrong.
Glad to stand corrected,
Bo
So good. So true. So what I needed to hear.
Amen sisto! It’s amazing how time teaches us about the ebb and flow of life, and how it continues to prove the absolutness of our Father God and His goodness.
Love you, that’s all. Just really do love you.