An Odd Feeling!
My little boy had a soccer game at 8:00 this morning, and so away we went! As always, we got there early so he had time to warm up, while the parents stood around and chat away in a group of just couples.
Suddenly, I felt very alone among these people that I've known for the last three years. It was an odd feeling of being so out of place. I found myself slowly walking away from the crowd as they talked and laughed and complained about the aches of their last night soccer game together.
It finally soaked into me that they are couples, husbands and wives, and their children forming a soccer team! They share the same activity, and they have something to talk about whereas my boy and I are just the outsiders!
The feeling was strange! It is not the first time I am alone! I have been doing this by myself for over seven years, and my son knows that he is on his own to care for himself out there since I am disabled. My mobility is limited! My financial situation is in a slum! I can barely afford to pay for my child to play, leave alone paying for me to play even if I could play!
Watching the parents buzz over their kids, run to them when they are needed; I felt bad for my boy!
Suddenly, I felt very alone among these people that I've known for the last three years. It was an odd feeling of being so out of place. I found myself slowly walking away from the crowd as they talked and laughed and complained about the aches of their last night soccer game together.
It finally soaked into me that they are couples, husbands and wives, and their children forming a soccer team! They share the same activity, and they have something to talk about whereas my boy and I are just the outsiders!
The feeling was strange! It is not the first time I am alone! I have been doing this by myself for over seven years, and my son knows that he is on his own to care for himself out there since I am disabled. My mobility is limited! My financial situation is in a slum! I can barely afford to pay for my child to play, leave alone paying for me to play even if I could play!
Watching the parents buzz over their kids, run to them when they are needed; I felt bad for my boy!
