You don’t know tired until you know end-of-state-fair tired. I’m on day 1,247 of the state fair or so it feels today. I’m not sure what day of the week it is or what’s happening in the next hour. I know I showered today, but it probably wasn’t obvious as I was instantly covered in dirt, sweat and who knows what within my first hour in the barn.
I realize I am not the only one who feels this way as I’m greeted by fellow show parents suffering from the same affliction. We knowingly nod and putter on, cleaning pens, tidying up our tack areas and adding more ice to the cooler.
Sadly, state fair mini donuts and coffee aren’t enough to wake us from the state fair stupor.
But goodness, it’s a good kind of tired. It’s the kind of tired that reminds me there is nothing better than working hard for something and knowing you gave it your best.
It’s the kind of tired knowing that this week you anticipate all year is coming to an end, requiring you to move on to the next thing. But truth be told, you just want time to stand still for a few minutes so you can soak it all in through those tired eyes.
Because these are the moments we live for as show parents.
- The fierce determination on her face as she takes her first sheep into the show ring at the state fair.
- The conversations and coaching on the way to the show ring.
- The laughter of kids united by a common passion, kids who see the world through a different lens than others.
- The friend who always steps in to help without being asked.
- The smile she can’t contain as she shakes the judge’s hand.
- The connection between kids and animals that reminds you there are some places in your heart that humans can’t fill.
We live a lot of life in these show barns. Some of it’s fun to talk about and some of it’s not. But in the good times and in the tough times, we grow and we learn. We find out how to understand others better and we realize this world isn’t all about us. We get humbled, we get praised, we get hurt, we get redeemed, and we gain perspective.
These tired eyes aren’t just for lack of sleep during state fair week, but rather for a lot of life lived.
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