I rarely go into my son's room anymore, mostly because it's nearly impossible to open the door with all the clothes and books and pizza boxes all over the floor. It's the bedroom of a typical 18 year old boy.
But last weekend I needed to make my way up to the attic, which is accessed from the closet in my son's room. I fought my way in, carefully picked my way across the room, and got what I needed from the attic. On my way out, I was greeted by this Post-It my son had stuck on the back of his door.
I have no idea how long this has been on his door, or why he put it there. Is this the daily mantra he needs to deal with his mother? Or, is it simply a reminder to be as kind as possible, every day?
My son is a wonderful, talented, gentle person and he does so many things that make me proud. But this scrap of paper scrawled with a simple message is the best gift I have every received.