October 1, 2013
The kids have been in Religious studies class the
past few weeks.
This past week, I was signing Finn into the class
and as I began to walk out of the room, the instructor ran over and asked to
talk to me.
She came straight out and said, "I'm sorry to
ask this so bluntly, but is everything alright at home." I knew
exactly what she was asking the second she stopped me.
I responded with, “what do you mean?” - Looking
directly at her eyes for fear that I would break down and cry right there in
the room. She asks if my wife was sick? I answered with a yes she
is, how did you know?
She began to explain that at the end of the class
the kids say a prayer and go around the room and say the prayer out loud.
She told me that every time it comes to Finn that
he does a special pray for his mom and for her to get better and not to be sick
anymore.
Walking quickly to the car, so I can I have one of
the emotional breakdown that has been building. I made it to the car and complete
lost it.
Sitting in the church parking lot for about 10 minutes; doing my best to
pull myself together. I felt a moment of happiness/ peace; a combination of
both, that I know, even when I am not with Finn (and Sloan) nurturing and
guiding him through his journey in life. That he has / or will realize there is
more, a higher power, that carriers him, guides him with faith and compassion;
and that there is a plan that is filled with love and life for him.
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