Lesson From My Kid
The other day, Xuân played pickleball against his buddy. They became competitive and argued back and forth. His friend got mad and walked off the court. He said to Xuân, “I am done with you.”
I observed, but didn’t want to get involved. I didn’t say anything and let them work out their conflict themselves. Xuân looked sad and wanted to go home. I took him home. In the car, I asked Xuân, “Are you OK?” He nodded, but didn’t want to talk about it.
The next day, Xuân asked me if I were going to dads’ volleyball night so he could meet up with his buddy. I asked him, “Weren’t you guys mad at each other yesterday?” Xuân replied, “Everytime we fought, we would be friends again the next day. We were always like that.”
When they met up for volleyball, they were so happy to see each other. My jaw dropped. It was fucking awesome how kids just moved on quickly and held no grudges. It was an eye-opening moment for me.
Even as an adult, I often took things too seriously. I had a difficult time letting shit slide. I ended up holding things inside. I need to learn to be a kid again. Just let shit go. No need to sweat over small things. Just move on. Life is too damn short. In fact, let’s turn negative into positive.
Thanks to my Lil Xuânshine and his buddy for teaching me an invaluable lesson.