Yesterday, when our son came from backstage after the 5thgrade performance of Hello Shakespeare, he beamed. A look of joyful pride I’d never seen in him before. Not ever.
And grinning ear-to-ear, he hugged me as if his emotion was too great not to share.
It’s been a tough school year. Academically. Mostly socially. Many days, he comes home quiet. Goes to his room to draw maps or write in his journal.
I keep thinking that he just needs to feel good at something. Some positive feedback coming from the universe.
Then yesterday, he was a natural Will Shakespeare. A fun-loving ham. As the curtain closed, and the other kids headed off stage, he remained, tossing his bowler hat in the air, smiling at the audience, soaking it in, drawing the moment out a few more seconds.
The happiest, I think, he has ever been.
At least for a day, he found his world’s the stage.