I went to church today- which is rare for me. I usually work on Sundays, plus I don't like to go.
I remember why I don't like to go......
Most of the kids are royal brats, I couldn't hear a thing, the seats are uncomfortable, my butt hurts, and you can tell who's phony, and who isn't. Also, I see a number of married couples who have been together for nearly 50 years and realize I will never live long enough to see that happen for me.
But- I went for the Father's Day program, which my daughter wanted, so I would willingly sit through such discomfort again for her.