These days, our lives seem to revolve around all of our activities.
2 kids and a significant other are tied up with football.
1 kid spends her after-school hours running cross-country.
2 kids are in volleyball.
And some bonus kids who are away from home are busy with their own sports. Brian and I try our best to keep up and support them in their respective lives and activities.
Each week, on the night before a game or a meet, the kids all go to a team dinner. Moms of each class take turns hosting the team dinner.
I find such value in sitting down with others and sharing a meal. It's no surprise that this serves as a team building event between the athletes, coaches, managers and all involved. I believe there is even research that supports the the benefits of regularly sharing a meal with your....team.
I guess that is why I am pouting today. I used to host these team dinners. It was a time to re-group, talk, plan, dream, laugh and even argue. No matter the meal or the topic/sport/theme, I can honestly say that I saw the benefits of regularly sharing a meal with my team.
Only we just called it "supper."
And nobody called me "coach." They just called me "mom."
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I'm trying really hard to keep building up my team. To remind them that no matter how the game of life turns out, there are always people in their corner. A place to share a meal and people to share it with.
A Home Field/Court/Course Advantage.
But it just isn't as easy anymore. And my team isn't always receptive.
This weekend I had something planned for all of us to do together. I have two willing participants, one reluctant participant, and one who just can't squeeze the time into her schedule.
It's not their fault that I am upset about this. I'm extremely proud of my team and have seen them become great leaders in their own lives.
I just miss the days when our activities revolved around our lives and not the other way around.
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