I am blessed

The other day I took Mack to a park - Wooten - very close to our neighborhood attached to a school. There were groups of parents sitting at several picnic tables watching kids run around on a playscape. Are area of town has a very large Mexican population. The first thing I noticed when we walked on the playground was we were the only white folk. Everyone sitting watching the kids was obviously Mexican. As we played and wandered around I noticed something else. I was the only man. All of the husband/father’s were at work. They have to work all day. They probably see their kids for a couple hours before they go to bed.

Sometimes I get frustrated with my life. I have practically no time for myself between working and watching Mack. Sometimes I forget how blessed I am to be spending those couple hours in the afternoon with my daughter.