Entry #9 A Wimpy Soccer Player this week

Dear Diary, November 1, 2018 Thursday

It's late, but I can't sleep without writing about how NOT wimpy my boy Kael is. It would be hard to not love this kid. I don't know how we got so lucky to have him as our oldest child. Kael has been sick since Monday. He has suffered through and just been amazing, which makes it break your heart all the more that he is so sick.

Right before dinner Kael mentioned that he was really worried he would be too sick to play soccer and somehow maybe he could play anyway on Saturday. Because he has been so sick he has missed his last two practices. It breaks this Mama's heart. No Mama should have to see their kid become a wimpy soccer player because they are too sick to go to practice. He has really committed himself to learning soccer to play well to help his team and now it seems like it is being taken from him. I made a suggestion and asked him if maybe he would want to ask someone for a blessing to help him. He said he wanted to ask someone. We thought through our neighbors and had Brother Hunter and his brother in law come over. It was such a sweet blessing for this boy. One of hope and courage and a promise that he would be able to be at his soccer game.

It was a great opportunity to talk about faith and the faith he exercised by wanting a blessing. And how he is really hoping now that he will be better. He was told how grateful Heavenly Father is for helping his family daily. As his Mom I am so grateful for Kael. He helps me DAILY with anything I ask of him and so very very rarely complains. He has helped me with Connor even though he has been sick. He tries to keep the girls in line. He helps to clean up messes and always tries to be the best person he can.

I have faith he will be able to go to his soccer game. I love that kid to the moon and back.

In other news, happy November. I could not picture November when it was May. Not at all. That was 6 months ago. There is always an end in sight. The next 6 months will be a blip in time.

Soon enough this all will be a memory. I hope I can make it a good memory for the kids and for our family.

Good night.

Love,
Wimpy Mom.