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Recently, my oldest son, Dante, turned 21.<\/span><\/p>\n At 5 am on a Friday, he texted me saying that he had left Savannah. We had planned for him to come home, renew his driver\u2019s license, and have a nice dinner with us. I worked late on Thursday\u00a0so I could have the morning to go buy him a special present, clean the house, and be ready for a nice celebration.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n I felt relaxed and accomplished. On top of regular work, I finished all of the requirements for two of my coaching certifications, rehearsed for our tour, and tended to Blais (who was not feeling well).<\/span><\/p>\n At 7 am, my phone pinged. Dante was in a small car accident in Atlanta. No one was hurt, thank goodness, but his car was totaled. Dante and his friend were stranded on the small shoulder in the fast lane of a busy interstate. I got ready in seconds, picked up Blais\u2019 car (which was at the mechanic\u2019s)\u00a0and drove south.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n [\/et_pb_text][et_pb_text disabled_on=”off|off|on” _builder_version=”4.5.7″ _module_preset=”default” text_line_height=”2.5em” custom_padding=”|3px||7px||”]<\/p>\n Recently, my oldest son, Dante, turned 21.<\/span><\/p>\n At 5 am on a Friday, he texted me saying that he had left Savannah. We had planned for him to come home, renew his driver\u2019s license, and have a nice dinner with us. I worked late on Thursday\u00a0so I could have the morning to go buy him a special present, clean the house, and be ready for a nice celebration.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n I felt relaxed and accomplished. On top of regular work, I finished all of the requirements for two of my coaching certifications, rehearsed for our tour, and tended to Blais (who was not feeling well).<\/span><\/p>\n At 7 am, my phone pinged. Dante was in a small car accident in Atlanta. No one was hurt, thank goodness, but his car was totaled. Dante and his friend were stranded on the small shoulder in the fast lane of a busy interstate. I got ready in seconds, picked up Blais\u2019 car (which was at the mechanic\u2019s)\u00a0and drove south.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n [\/et_pb_text][et_pb_image src=”http:\/\/tatianacameron.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/09\/FINAL_Blog-Banner-TC.com-7-2-1024×390.png” title_text=”FINAL_Blog Banner TC.com (7)” align=”center” _builder_version=”4.5.7″ _module_preset=”default” width=”100%” hover_enabled=”0″][\/et_pb_image][et_pb_text disabled_on=”on|off|off” _builder_version=”4.5.7″ _module_preset=”default” text_line_height=”2.5em” custom_padding=”|122px||123px||”]<\/p>\n How do you handle situations you can\u2019t control?\u00a0<\/b><\/span><\/p>\n Here is what I did:<\/span><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<\/li>\n \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<\/li>\n \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<\/li>\n \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<\/li>\n When we got home, I took Dante and his friend to a really nice dinner. We celebrated (almost) as planned, staying in the present, and enjoying each other\u2019s company.\u00a0<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n Our exhaustion made us more susceptible to laughter, so even silly things became belly-laugh triggers, which was exactly what we all needed at the end of a very, very stressful day. (Who knew having an accident 250 miles away from home would be so complicated!)\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n I hope these tips are helpful to you. You can even\u00a0apply them to something simple, like making pasta carbonara for friends who are all gathered in your kitchen, and realizing your roommate has eaten all the eggs LOL…<\/span><\/p>\n [\/et_pb_text][et_pb_text disabled_on=”off|off|on” _builder_version=”4.5.7″ _module_preset=”default” text_line_height=”2.5em”]<\/p>\n How do you handle situations you can\u2019t control?\u00a0<\/b><\/span><\/p>\n Here is what I did:<\/span><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<\/li>\n \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<\/li>\n \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<\/li>\n \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<\/li>\n When we got home, I took Dante and his friend to a really nice dinner. We celebrated (almost) as planned, staying in the present, and enjoying each other\u2019s company. <\/span><\/p>\n Our exhaustion made us more susceptible to laughter, so even silly things became belly-laugh triggers, which was exactly what we all needed at the end of a very, very stressful day. (Who knew having an accident 250 miles away from home would be so complicated!)\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n I hope these tips are helpful to you. You can even\u00a0apply them to something simple, like making pasta carbonara for friends who are all gathered in your kitchen, and realizing your roommate has eaten all the eggs LOL…<\/span><\/p>\n [\/et_pb_text][et_pb_text _builder_version=”4.5.7″ _module_preset=”default” min_height=”46px”]<\/p>\n Music<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n [\/et_pb_text][et_pb_text disabled_on=”on|off|off” _builder_version=”4.5.7″ _module_preset=”default” text_line_height=”2.5em” min_height=”61px” custom_padding=”|125px||123px||”]<\/p>\n Remember this graduation present for Dante?\u00a0Click here for the full song.<\/a><\/span><\/p>\n [\/et_pb_text][et_pb_text disabled_on=”off|off|on” _builder_version=”4.5.7″ _module_preset=”default” text_line_height=”2.5em”]<\/p>\n\n
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