A lesson I learned while feeding my son a bottle.
I wanted to share with you all a very special moment I experienced this weekend. It’s something I will never forget the rest of my life. My wife and I arrived at my niece’s memorial service and “randomly” selected seats. I stepped back outside to check on family members. Sheridan stayed inside. When I walked back in, I noticed my wife crying. I felt horrible. I wasn’t there to console her when I needed to be.
But there was a young man sitting next to my wife. He looked no more than 16 years old. He saw my wife crying and put his arm around her. He squeezed her as if to say, “everything is going to be alright”. I was amazed at the compassion he exhibited. Most boys that age wouldn’t know what to do in that kind of situation. For him, it was a natural reaction to ensure she was comforted. My entire weekend was fast-paced and a lot of it is hard to remember. But for some reason that moment stuck with me.