Trying to fill the void.

Jack and I find ourselves in Arkansas this weekend. Beautiful state, by the way. We are here for Football Camp Summer 2016, as we've dubbed it for him. Caroline's summer title is...Hodgepdoge Summer (she's got marine biology camp, Youth mission trips, and Music Makers, as well as volleyball camps). As I sit here, in the indoor training facility, I realize that I'm in the minority. A majority of the parents here are dads. It's times like these, I have a moments sadness for the kids. I'm sure Jack would've liked his dad to be here. He tells me he's glad I'm here, and I'm sure he is. I try to fill the void, but sometimes that void seems overwhelming large. The moment will pass, as soon as he does something well,  looks over, and smiles as he gives me the thumbs up. I'm glad I get to experience these moments with the kids, I just sometimes get sad their dad can't experience the same way.