I Laughed. I Cried. A Word From My 6-Year-Old We All Need To Hear.
Yesterday I was in a typical mom-state of back-to-school madness.
Preparing backpacks.
Organizing school clothes.
Cleaning the house.
Last-minute hair cuts.
Lily was super excited when the hairdresser put curls in her hair.
All while trying to keep up with my own work schedule as I got ready for their first day of school.
Every mom here can relate.
One of Caleb’s to-do items was writing an “About Me” letter on a blank paper that his 1st-grade teacher mailed him to be handed in on the first day of school.
He was busy at work during breakfast, and I didn’t think anything of it until I got a glimpse of his finished letter whilst stuffing it into his backpack.
At first glance, I laughed. I never know what is coming next with this kid.
Then I cried.
Despite news feeds laden with pain, darkness, and hurt, here in my 6 year old’s backpack was a simple, beautiful message of hope to his new classmates for the coming year.
A message our news feeds desperately need more of.
I wish I could spread Caleb’s love for his peers to my own around the world, and to any little boy or girl who hasn’t heard this message recently.
Be Kind.
Be Nice.
Don’t Forget . . . Take COURAGE.
You are loved.