If you do what I do for a living you alter even more.
I hope that my kids don't hate me when they grow up but I just am having more and more difficulty dealing with some normal situations. They are just not as fun. What is fun is seeing the smiles on their faces and the sparkle in their eyes.
This Fourth we were invited to a friends house for a cook out. Way more my style. I will admit I thought I was going to be stuck in a complete work Holiday with no fun so I was happy to get this invite.
Guilt still creeps in occasionally from the previous "Supposed to" way of life. I received a text from my sister asking if I was going to the Town fireworks.....not if I can help it. I couldn't see leaving a nice cook out to brave the traffic and parking in my state of exhaustion. I know myself. It wouldn't be fun.
In any case we stayed until dark, someone got hurt and everyone was ready for bed. Typical with kids I guess.
We headed home and straight to Mom's big bed. I had to work in an hour.