March 2013: Dear Grapevine
Promise on the playground
Yesterday, I picked my son up from school and was approached by a mother of one of his classmates. She said, “I’d like to share a conversation that your son and I had that touched my heart.” When she saw no one was around, she began to tell me that one day at recess, my son Ben had scraped his knee. He sat beside her and she told him, “I don’t see any blood, so just dust yourself off and try again.” My son replied, “That sounds like something my mom would say.” Then he proceeded to ask her if she was religious. “I suppose...