Rebuilding Rob

As I mentioned previously, yesterday was Kid 1’s birthday.

I thought I was being a good dad. I sent him some money as a birthday, gift a few days early – knowing he was going to a concert out of town 2 days prior. I sent it electronically, so he would get it immediately. It even made sure that Kid 2 and I mailed him birthday cards, just so he’d have something to open on the big day. He was very grateful; the mug me and making sure we talked.

Then, the University of Wisconsin had to one-up both me and X1.

He was offered a nearly-full ride scholarship.

To say that I’m over-the-moon happy would be an understatement.

Any parent worth a crap wants to see their children do better than they did. Kid 1 just made a massive leap forward, and I could not be more proud of him!

I’m still trying to process it all. I hoped he would be offered a full-ride somewhere. But wanting something to happen and actually having it happen are 2 very different things. You tell yourself “if this happens, I’ll do this!” That all sounds good until you have that very thing you’ve been dreaming sitting right in front of you. You don’t really know how you’re going to react until you’re in that moment.

Pure, unmitigated pride. That is what I’m feeling right now. This is not ego. This isn’t me thumping my chest saying “I did this!“. Because, let’s face it, I didn’t do this. He did. Don’t get me wrong, he already achieved some accomplishments in his ife, but this is just going open so many doors for him and his future. Just thinking about it brings me to tears. Tears of joy. Tears of pride. Tears because I’m seeing all of his hard work over the last 13 years of school finally paying off

I’m sure I’ll have more to say on this in the days and weeks to come.

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