|Grace started KG in VA and will finish it in KSA.|
I assured Grace that I feel that way sometimes too. It’s just part of life. Last week, for instance, I didn’t mean to fail to get a receipt when I handed over the baby’s car seat at the airplane. Nor did I mean to forget to label the car seat with any identifying info at all.
I’m a seasoned traveler—I really should know better. But at that moment, without intending to be a bad traveler, that’s exactly what I was. And life unforgivingly moved my peg backward: that car seat is now sitting anonymously in some warehouse in Rome or New York or maybe Paris (that’s where the lost-luggage black hole is, so I’m told). I have no doubt but that I’ll never see it again.
So chin up, my little kindergartener, you’re bound to be bad over and over again in life. As long as you learn from your mistakes, every bad move will make you a little better as you go.