My son is a coach for Special Olympics. I went to pick him up after their practice and this incredible kid came running up to my car. He was High fiving me and cheering. He was so so happy. Slapping my hand and jumping on Jackson. Sheer love. If there was a solid object that defined LOVE, it was this little boy. So happy and so so precious . All the problems and all the worries fade away. That little encounter made me grateful for my son and my life.
After that we said our goodbyes, my son got into my car. ” Busy day mom. WTF mom, why do teachers wait till the last minute to assign work? I have so much homework tonight. Damn when I am in college I am going to attack work right away.” As he was talking and CURSING, I felt a huge sense of peace. ” He is such a good boy. Soon to be man. He may curse like his mother. But he is patient, kind , and smart. I did good. “