Now, I know many of you keep up with this blog to see what these cute children with endless supplies of kindness are doing. But today, I am going to tell you my story; a story about a random act of kindness inspired by the Superheroes of Kindess. As the new school year has approached, I have done a lot of reflecting on the effect and role of the Superheroes of Kindness in my life. I am excited to see the school as a whole intentionally continue their pursuit of kindness. Teachers have spoken to me of their visions, parents have asked if their child will be able to still participate or begin to participate, and I watched two children discuss their superpowers with one offering his powers to the other and the other graciously saying no thank you because she has her own. The superheroes of kindness are going to grow, and the city of Missoula is hopefully prepared. But I must admit that the original band of superheroes will always hold a special place in my heart, and will forever be a fine example of the perfect embodiment of the pure hearted. And before the new school year officially begins, I wanted to make sure to pay tribute to these children, these souls that forever have changed how I see the possibilities of the future.
The question became, "How?" I started thinking of missions to be kind to the children, missions to be kind to the teachers who will care for the superheroes, missions to care for the community to whom the superheroes gave their heart. It became too much and I realized my focus this week needed to fall in setting up a classroom environment in which the superhero of kindness vision can grow. As I left school today, Friday, I felt good. There was a part of me, though, that felt I had not honored that group of children right, leaving me to wonder what effect that would have on the up and coming superheroes.
I planned a weekend getaway with my daughter. The goal was to really allow for some intentional, focussed, personal time knowing the changes that the business of the week and the (most likely) unrelenting stress of the upcoming school year will bring since I will re-enter the dual role of teacher and student next week. We arrived at our destination later than I had hoped and my lady was tired from being back in full time care this week. We went to dinner and I had low hopes for the outcome as she was tired and hungry, and I had even lower expectations for the swimming that had to happen even though it was way too late but I had promised.
Thank you, my original superheroes, for changing my life forever. And thank you, new superheroes, for taking on this role that has, and will, change lives forever.