Bridgette got invited to go to a play tonight by her Get Lit poetry group. Being a good daughter, she listened to my advise as far as going out of her comfort zone and be present. She asked me if I could be her guest. "Of course!" I said. She had been waiting for this day to come whole week. Today finally arrived. We called Uber service so I don't have to drive home after the show considering the playhouse is one-drive away.
How did the show go? well, let's just say, she experienced it. That was all it counts. She wasn't interested nor did she get the story. We left in intermission. On our way home, she kinda regretted having gone to the show. I said, "I'm glad we came. At least you know what it's like." she nodded with her eyes half-closed.
I like doing things with my daughters. It makes me genuinely happy and satisfied from the bottom of my heart. When they are happy, I'm happy. When they are sad, I'm sad.
The other day B said to me that one of the things she would like to change about herself is that she wishes she could be taller. That makes me sad because I don't know how I can help her with that. Well, it never hurts to pray. So I started praying that B & M will grow in both stature and wisdom like Jesus did. That became one of my daily prayers now.
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