Life Is Hard

It’s hard to describe the feelings of pride I had watching my daughter perform this weekend with her chorale group. It’s also hard to describe my amazement at how long the concert went. It’s also hard to know exactly why my wife nudged me…hard to wake me up when I was trying to nap between my daughter’s group performing. It’s hard to know if I was snoring or if she was just upset that I was sleeping. But it’s not hard to know that I shouldn’t ask her for clarification on why she woke me.