What can you do when you screw up so bad that the Dad Ratings Board slaps a PG-13 rating on your morning for Excessive Ineptitude and High Levels of Jerkness.
What can you do when you come out of the other side of that scene wondering what just happened. Did I really act like that? Did I really just say that? Not once, but twice.
What can you do? You move forward.
You see the woman next to you in line, unable to find her debit card to pay for her refreshments. An idea comes to your head and you wait until she steps aside. 
You see the kid hiding behind his mom in the office. The look on his face tells you he’s had a rough day as well. You hold out the candy jar to him and don’t give up until you see the slightest hint of a smile on his face.
You watch your youngest son get out at school and immediately begin talking with the kid next to him. You’re not sure what is said, but it reminds of that final scene in “Searching For Bobby Fischer,” The one where the two boys are walking off in the distance. You remember back to junior high and how friends were a scarce commodity. It’s a scene you won’t forget.
You see the arrangement of “O Come, Emmanuel” just released by The Piano Guys and the LDS Church. You watch it silence with headphones, not caring if another co-worker sees the tear trickle down your cheek. Your heart fills with peace again.
That’s what you do. You move forward.
Any post that refers to Searching for Bobby Fischer is a good one. Thanks!
I like how you capture that sweet moment between your son and his friend. And “Searching for Bobby Fischer” should be required watching for every parent every where!