Frustrating day

This morning was a frustrating day for me. I was getting you and your brother ready for school and both of you weren't listening very well. I was tired, grumpy, the usual early morning grind. By the time I had gotten you two to the car, I was on the verge of tears. I buckled Quinn in and he hit me for the fourth time, and then the tears came. I closed the door and went to the other side and helped buckle you in and you noticed I was crying and said tearfully, "Don't cry Mama or I'm gonna cry. Don't cry Mama." And you caressed my face like you do whenever I'm upset. You were crying seconds later when you said, "Mama take a deep breath and you'll feel better." I actually stopped there and took a deep breath and I did feel better. Again, tearfully you said "See Mama, you feel better, right? I'm sorry your sad." I honestly don't know how I got so lucky as to have my first born be so wonderfully empathetic and observant that you can turn my day around in a single moment. I am so blessed to have you as a son and spiritual guide, thank you so much. I thanked you and kissed you on your cheek, you held my face in your hands, tears still in your eyes and said "You're welcome". I hope that you will hold on to your sensitivity for your whole lifetime. You will leave a loving impression on everyone who knows you, it is something that is hardwired into you. Cherish it.