My two big guys are at the district championship game (just got the text that we WON - love those girls), and my little guy is sleeping soundly in his crib. It's quiet, no one needs me, and I am reflecting on my day. I witnessed a simple and precious moment today that touched my heart and spirit. It happened while I was at the school watching Hackett and his second grade classmates read their own published writing piece to a small audience of parents. One sweet little guy climbed the steps to the stage, holding his lip as he approached the podium, he was visibly terrified. He then quietly said into the microphone, "I'm scared". His teacher reassured him and asked another boy to go up and stand alongside him. As I watched what was happening I had tears well up in my eyes. It happened so seamlessly, so gently. As they stood together, it gave him the courage to read his written piece. He felt the presence of someone coming alongside him and he was able to cautiously proceed forward.
I am Jackie.