Tomorrow night kicks off high school football season around here. I can already tell that it is going to be different for me. See, my son Chase graduated last year. This will be the first time in 7 years that I haven't seen him out there on the field playing football. Tomorrow night, Chase will be up there sitting with us or running around with some of his friends at the game. But, he won't be out there on that field. I loved to watch him play. Many times you could find him standing on the sideline "dancing" (if that's what you call it) when the band played from the stands.
All is not lost, though. Jordan is a junior this year. He plays bass guitar in the band. So, I will look forward to the half-time show. I always did, anyway. I am a former band member, myself. I was on the danceline. That time in band was some of the greatest times in high school. The band holds a special place in my heart. But, the game will be a little different this year. I still know a lot of the boys on the team, so it will be great watching them. Many of them are friends of Jordan's and have spent some time in my home. So, I'll cheer for them and the Aggies, my alma mater. It will just be from a different perspective. Life goes on. Nobody said it would be easy.