Perspective In A Simple Question


My son decided he didn’t need to study for his science test last week. I tried to force him and then I remembered that sometimes bad decisions teach for themselves. Sure enough, he got a 67, his lowest grade of the whole year. Usually I would be angry and maybe take his video games away but I realized he is 13 years old now and needs to make decisions for himself and accept responsibility and the consequences. It is not my grade, it is his. Every time I panic or get upset lately, I ask myself this simple question: In the course of my lifetime, what does it matter? The answer was simple. In the course of a lifetime, a bad grade does not matter. It is not the end of the world