Day 20 - Three bad and one good first

Every day since I started this year of "firsts",  I think when I get up "what in the world will I do for a first today?" And sometimes, like tonight, I go back through my day thinking this day is a wash only to find a number of firsts--none of them earth-shattering--but firsts nonetheless.  I expect that happens every day of our lives but we aren't super tuned in to that unless we make it a priority as I am trying to do this year.
So I'll start with my "bad" firsts:
1.  Went out to eat by myself at a Chinese buffet--never done that--and the food was terrible.  Eating in Killeen, I was confident the Chinese buffet would be good, but it was just plentiful, not necessarily tasty.  Will never do that one again.
2.  Watched by video my father-in-law fall in his apartment straight down onto his left shoulder--what a horrible feeling in the pit of my stomach to see it and watch my husband see it.  Good news is that he wasn't hurt badly--bad news is, it could happen again.  He lives alone in a one bedroom apartment so we have a "nanny" cam up to kind of check on him throughout the day.  So this is what we got today.  Hope to never see that happen again.
3.  By the time we got through at my father-in-law's house, it was late and we hadn't eaten, and I didn't want fast food, etc.  Soooo, when we got home I had chocolate covered strawberries and wine for supper.  You may ask, "how can this be bad"--well, it wasn't bad tasting, but I know it wasn't a very good nutritious meal so that was the bad part of it.

Then, I had a good first today,  and that was to watch two of my CASA children have visits with their parents.  The visit was at the CPS office behind two-way glass so as observers we weren't in the way of the interactions.  First the mother went in with the two boys who are her biological children for an hour, and I was able to see how she interacted with the two boys ages 3 and one, and they with her.  Nothing was wrong, but nothing was personal--it was no different than when I interact with them really.    Then the second hour the dad went in to visit with the one-year-old who is his biological son.  It was a joy to watch his joy in seeing his son and playing and loving on him.  There was true connection between father and son, laughing and loving, playing and learning--and it made me smile--and laugh.  This boy needs his dad, and it was easy to see so that makes my job easier when it comes time for recommendations to the court.