This morning, as I was rushing to get ready for work, I happened to pause at the bathroom door and turned to glance back at Gary. He was sitting on the edge of the bed, cell phone in hand, intently checking the kids’ grades online. Something about the moment made me stop and just tenderly watch him. He was rattling off an ongoing update to me as he checked each one, who got a good grade, which teacher he has to e-mail, who got a 100.
I smiled. He has busy days ahead of him, but every morning, one of the very first things he does is see how the kids are doing in school. I wish they could see moments like that, see how his day begins with them in his heart, and how much they are always on his mind, whether they are here or not.