An Apology to My Children

I have learned something since moving to California. I admit that I have watched a little more television than I normally do since being here the last 3 weeks, and because I had not seen this certain commercial before, it was just unknown to me that my children were probably hiding resentment toward me for taking potty breaks during those most important days in their lives. After watching the commercial where the daughter looks at her mother with this horrid look on her face for having to go to the bathroom while she, the daughter, was trying on her wedding dress for alterations, and, if the mom would have taken a certain medication, would not have had to miss one minute of this momentous moment, I, with tears in my eyes, began to think of all the memories I probably ruined because I had to take a minute to go
to the bathroom.
So this is my public apology, to Jason, Jamin and Jodi, Christi and Cameron, for the
time I might of been in the bathroom when, in fact, you might have been in line,
along with 300 other children waiting your turn to walk on that stage to get your
diploma from school, or when I left the waiting room during your 12 hours of labor,
just to go potty, never knowing that while I was gone for 3 min, that you, or your
wife, were going from being dilated from a 3 to a 4. Just remembering the time I
left the gym to go to the bathroom, during the 4 hour band and choir concert when
you were 9, well, the lists just goes on and on. It’s just almost to painful to think
about, knowing that all these years, you were holding such painful memories of your
mom, thinking that she didn’t care about you during those special times. The good
news is that at this day in time, if you cannot forgive me, there is a drug for that, and a drug for me to help me forgive you for not forgiving me. Gotta close, it is time
for me to go take my pill that helps me adjust to the change of time of rolling back
the clock.