When They Get It

 It's been a whirlwind the past few days. Coming, going, everywhere, every minute, stopping only to sleep. At a tournament this weekend, I mentioned to my son I was sad for one of his team mates who lost. I could see his disappointment. I knew how hard he worked and all the effort he put into becoming better. I could tell he was holding in his tears. My son said to me, "Well, just like you and dad always said, now you see... sports mimics life. We can react 2 ways with a bad outcome, we can become disappointed and discouraged and think the time and energy were a waste or we can become even more motivated and work harder." I think my son gets it, which for us as parents is a gold reward for the time, effort and energy. Pretty remarkable that just one penetrating comment of understanding from our offspring is enough incentive to keep us plugging along in the whirlwind.