I had a beautiful moment this evening that hit me like a ton of bricks. I’ve always thought that happiness isn’t found in winning the lottery or having great achievements as much as it is contentment with how you’ve spent your time and energies. It’s that Sheryl Crow line “It’s not getting what you want. It’s wanting what you’ve got.”
So tonight I’m not feeling great and I’m coming down with a cold. It’s my turn to drive our daughter Sophie to her Sunday night indoor soccer game at a VERY loud facility. This team hasn’t won a game in months and typically only wins a couple of times a year. A teammate up the street often rides with us and we talk from time to time. She’s a truly lovely girl and I’m glad that she’s on Sophie’s team.
I ask her about her Christmas as I’m driving and suddenly she asks if I’ve made any New Year’s Resolutions. I’m kind of stunned and touched that she asks and I share with her what I hope to do in the New Year. She tells me her resolutions as well.
After the game I offer to take the girls and another teammate to a nearby Whole Foods for dinner on the way home. Knowing that they rarely get to celebrate wins, I give Sophie some money and tell her after dinner that they can all go find some dessert.
They soon come back with a pint of Talenti ice cream that they want to split. They are very excited because it’s not something they get often. As I watch them all dig with 3 spoons into this ice cream, I see them having so much fun laughing and asking me to take pictures of them.
It sounds so simple but I feel in this moment so lucky. I see abundance. I don’t think about my cold. I don’t think about the fact that I’ve spent another Sunday night watching them lose. I don’t think about how much work is waiting for me tomorrow. I think about how glad I am that I can afford to buy these girls dinner and a pint of ice cream. I think about how lucky I am to have a healthy child. I think about how glad I am that neither our daughter nor her friends are sullen or suffer from “teen angst.” Yet. I think about how glad I am that they’ve got a good perspective on winning and losing and just enjoy the game. I think about their teammate (a girl I’ve known since 1st grade) who has been battling anorexia inpatient for over a year now and other teens I’ve known who have lost their ways. I don’t know what the future holds for these girls but tonight I was grateful for soccer games, girlfriends, parents who raise well-mannered kids and a good pint of ice cream.