Well...I regret to inform everyone that I will NOT be going to Vegas this weekend to see my fabulous 5 boys from Boston. Yes, I know, I know...it is quite a shock. I'm sad, but I know it's the right decision.
I have been struggling with this for awhile. It started when I received my calling to serve in the Young Women's organization, and I realized girls camp was the very next week. I would be leaving my family on a Friday, returning on a Sunday, then leaving again on Monday for 5 days. I've had a lot of guilt about this, because I've never left my kids, except once for 3 days for a conference that was a requirement for my charter school board member position. But even then I took my husband and my youngest.
I don't feel guilt about leaving for girls camp...it's a worthy service that deserves my time. However, the concert is just a fun, frivolous weekend for just myself, and although there's nothing wrong with that, it just felt like I was being really selfish to do it the weekend right before I leave again for 5 days.
Along with a bunch of other, smaller, more personal things, the next thing was that Tanielle got (unexpectedly!) pregnant. With her accompanying "all day" sickness, she had to change her plans of going with me. I still was determined to go.
Next my husband fell on Saturday and broke his wrist, in a painful and notoriously slow-healing place. I started to worry about how he would take care of the kids for the combined time of my absence. I had a couple of options of who would go with me, and was feeling optimistic about the weekend. I knew my mom would be here to help Hubby with whatever he needed.
Yesterday when I was visiting my mom, she was coughing up a storm. She's had a nasty cold for awhile now, but yesterday she coughed up a little blood. She promised to get into the doctor first thing today. It turns out she's in the early stages of pneumonia.
Last night as I lay in bed, I knew what I had been resisting for a long time. My family needs me more than I need this concert. It's frivolous and worldly and it's not more important than being here for my family. Now don't get me wrong...I'm not giving up my silly-girl ways! I'll still love concerts and craziness, and I'm soooo hoping these guys tour again so I get another chance.
But after much thought and prayer, I feel like Heavenly Father really wants me to be here this weekend with my family. Please keep your fingers crossed that I will find a buyer for my tickets! And don't feel too bad for me, because I know I am doing the right thing, and if you start crying, then I'll start crying and it will be this whole big bloggy blubber-fest!
And don't worry, I'm still going to do something fun on that night like a Major League Soccer game or something to keep my mind off of it. So it's all good!