― Ralph Waldo Emerson
Last month,
my son made his First Communion. I was
touched by many things ranging from the ceremony to the many kindnesses of
family and friends. Among those that
stood out was the presence of a dear friend of mine's father. Although he had lost his wife less than two
months before, he joined us for the occasion.
I knew that it could not have been easy for him, but there he was.
I was
thinking about this as I was helping my son with his thank you notes for the
gifts he received. When it came time to
do the one for my friend's father, my son -- who does not like to speak Spanish
(mostly because he finds it challenging) -- insisted on writing part
of the note in Spanish. (My friend's
father speaks both languages, but we usually speak to him in Spanish.) I think my son, at some level, understood the
incredible kindness of this gentleman and wanted to acknowledge it with his own
small, but special effort.
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