A Letter to Someone I’ve Never Met, Thank you for the Kindness I will Never Forget.

To Someone I’ve Never Met-

I have never met you. I do not know who you are. I do not know your name. I do not know where you live. I do not know your age or what year you are in school. I do not know if you have a lot of friends or if you prefer to keep to yourself. I do not know what you want to be when you grow up. I do not know you at all.

But there is one thing that I know about you. I know that you are kind.  And here, in this moment, that is all I need to know.

I am a mother and I work full-time away from my home. And sometimes that means that I cannot be everywhere that I want to be with my children. Over the past 4 weeks my son attended soccer practice through the local recreation department. Due to my work schedule I could not be there. I absolutely hated to miss practice. I am sure that a lot of parents feel the same way when they miss big moments in their children’s lives. But, that is just a part of parenthood. Sometimes we have to sacrifice big moments with our kiddos to create and provide a good life for them.

But it is hard to miss things, and when I am not there I worry. I worry because I am a mom. I am sure your mom will back me up when I say that the worrying comes easy to moms! 

But I also worry because my son is different from other kids. My son was diagnosed with autism when he was two years old. And every day leading up to diagnosis and every day since has been part of a long and difficult journey. The journey has not always been easy. We struggle with things that come easy to other people. Sometimes we have to miss out on activities and experiences because there are too many elements we cannot control.

Every day we are learning to be a little braver. Every day we step out of our comfort zone a little more. And 5 weeks ago I felt brave enough to enroll my son in soccer through the recreation department. Even though I knew I would not be able to attend practice with him.

That is how you came to meet my son.

And, that is how I came to know only one thing about you.  You are a kind person.

Over the past 4 weeks I have received pictures of my son at practice. And every single picture brings tears to my eyes. I see my son. Wide eyed and excited to play soccer with his friends. And I see you. Kind, compassionate, and truly engaged with my son. I did not know you could see compassion and kindness in a photo. I did not know that until I saw the photos of you and my son.

I may not ever meet you. But I am so incredibly glad that my son did. And I want to thank you. I want to thank you for taking the time out of your day to attend soccer practice with a bunch of rambunctious 5 year olds. And, I want to thank you for making a special connection with my son. Thank you for getting down on your knee to talk to him at his level. Thank you for repeating yourself patiently when he was wiggly or distracted. Thank you for breaking things down and explaining things simply to him. Thank you for showing kindness to my son.

And to your parents, thank you for raising an incredible son. Parent to parent, you have done an amazing job. Look at these pictures. Look at your son. Look at the kindness and the compassion and patience that is written all over his face. That is you. That is a gift you gave him. Thank you.

I am still scared to send my son out into the world. I know we still have obstacles and hurdles to face. But people like you put my mom worries at ease.

Thank you, from the bottom of my heart, thank you!

Sincerely-

Grayson’s Very Thankful Mommy

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