I was away from my computer when this happened and forgot to put it down.
Tuesday was his first day of school in his new program. I packed a lunch and put into it a little three line note - "I love you! I'll see you soon! Love, Mom."
That evening, as he changed into his pajamas, I grabbed his pants from the floor and found the note in his pocket.
"Buddy, what do you want me to do with this piece of paper in your pocket? Do you want to keep it?"
"Put that in my treasure box. That's one of my treasures."
I managed a, "Sounds good," without crying and put the note, still folded, in the miniature Lane cedar chest "treasure box" on his dresser.
My god, what power there is in such small things.
I hope his treasure box will overflow soon and will remain in the same place for years to come, along with each additional treasure box! He is worth every tired and exhausted moment, as well as each and every unexpectedly tender and shiny moment. I am so glad you guys have each other! ((((Hugs))))
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