Benjamin woke up with a tummyache. He didn’t want to eat his breakfast. I had the Kytril out on the counter if he needed it; I asked if he felt nauseous, and said no, it just hurt. I sort of forced breakfast on him. I knew it would help. He settled for toast with butter and honey. It worked, and by the time I dropped him off at school he was laughing and happy. No Kytril was needed.
Banyan and I stayed up insanely late finishing a project he had due today. He also began another round of state testing this morning. I think we’ll both be ready to put sixth grade in the books in a month or so. Tonight was the second night of his skills and conditioning workshop for tackle football, and when I arrived to pick him up, he had a giant, happy smile on his face. I know it was a crazy long day for him. It was nice to see him finding joy.
I missed Michael and my Georgia family so badly today. I was grateful to receive pictures and updates from people who were there celebrating our sweet friend. The boys and I shared our memories of him over dinner. Every story made us smile or laugh.
“I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.” ~Maya Angelou