Jack came home from Children’s Hospital today. I know because his mother rang my doorbell just before it got dark tonight to come tell me thank you for the koala, the flowers, and for being the friend and neighbor she’d needed.
I reminded her that Susan had made the koala, and she knew; she said her husband had brought it to the hospital to cheer their son up with last night after I gave it to him.
I made the offer to bring friends from church to help with the packing. It turns out their moving company, for insurance reasons, requires that they do all of that, but she appreciated the offer.
Her taking the time to think of me and come over, baby in arms, meant the world to me. His smile did too, most definitely, especially after what he’d just gone through. I just wish they weren’t moving away!