I regret I can't be there

This evening Robert has a track meet.  I love going to his track meets, and this is one of my favorite meets of the year.  He even gets to participate in the Steeplechase race for the first time, and that is always fun to watch.  It isn't meant to be though.  Thomas needs picked up from track practice at 5 and Catherine needs to be at driving school at 6.  By the time I would be able to get to the meet it would be about 6:30, and there is just too much to do at home.  It is what it is, and my kids understand sometimes this is how things work out.  I try to make myself feel better by telling myself that it helps to keep them in check to remind them life isn't all about them!  Seriously though, I suspect I am beating myself up about it more than Robert is!