All the small things...

Mostly the day was about people;
I worked with people.
We talked about communication pie.
A little coaching happened.
I spent time with my mentee (chamomile tea)
I observed teaching

But

The most beautiful thing in my day was J. It got passed nine, and as I went to take her hot water bottle to her, she attacked me. Like a fat Bobby wild thing. She chased me through the upstairs of the house, scratching and biting my clothes. We laughed a lot. It is in these moments I am happiest. The hilarity that ensued between us is like no other I share with anyone. The love I have for this human cannot be described. I asked her to pause. And we absorbed the moment. One day when we are old, I said, we will reminisce about the evening we spent carrying Mimi our black kitten around in an IKEA bag, and role playing Fat Bobby attacks!

This
Is
The
Magic.



End.