Playing Games

I used to be a hopeless romantic. Love at first sight. Fairy tale endings.

But divorce happens. And a cynic was born.

Ok, maybe not a cynic. But I don't have time to sweat the small stuff. There is homework to be done. Dinner to be cooked. Basketball games to be watched.

I have spent the last month at more gymnasiums in Northeast Ohio than I care to share.

But that's ok. Because being my daughter's biggest cheerleader is a priority for me.

And that's why at the end of the day, I don't have time for games off the basketball court.