My daughter’s school had the annual Christmas concert this afternoon. Every year I look forward to this concert. I enjoy the kids’ songs and dances there.
In previous years, I could not hold my tears back because the kids’ voices were beautiful and holy. I felt embarrassed about my shedding tears among the huge audience.
So, this year I decided not to cry. Before I left my house, I told myself in the mirror out loud, not to cry.
When I arrived at the school gym, there were already a huge audience of the parents and relatives.
The audience welcomed our kids by clapping hands, whistling through their fingers, and cheering them up. Their vibration was just so beautiful that I already felt my tears were about to come out. It was even before the kids started singing.
As usual, the music concert was great. I had to pinch my thigh very hard to prevent my tears from dropping down.
I wonder if my mom had the same feeling as I do, whenever she attended my music concert at school. Most likely she did.
In the process of raising children, parents are blessed at every moment. We should cherish and enjoy the precious moment.
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