This past weekend was busy. My second daughter had a cheersport competition. While it was wonderful to watch her, it was not comfortable seating arrangements. I was in stadium seating (you know, hard benches, no backs, no feet room). I sat there for over an hour saving seats for other family members and waiting for it to start. Her team was one of the first teams to do their routine, but we needed to stay for the whole thing and for the award ceremony (she won sixth).
My son is in indoor soccer and he absolutely loves it. I love watching him, but again it is stadium type seating, sitting on cold metal benches in a cold dome.
Other traditional things that we do each year is watching the santa claus parade, watching outdoor nativity plays, singing carols to neighbours at my parents, go sledding on Christmas day. I hate the fact that fear and doubt come creeping up in my mind. I worry about the pain. I worry about the cold (I live in Canada). I hate the fact that RA can be such a downer and at thirty-five years of age I worry about these things. I want to do these activities with my kids, BUT then I don't want to because of the pain. I am singing in my church's Christmas Cantata but I worry that my feet will be on fire for the hour long program. At least this year the music is to be memorized so my wrists get a break from holding the book.
I hope I can continue these activities with my children. We love Christmas and all our traditions. I don't want RA to take something else from me.
