Thank God for My Earth Angels

Liberty's new teacher has finally arrived. I got a lot of correspondence from her last night, including about a four-page questionnaire to fill out about all things sensory, what Lib loves the most, his eating habits, dressing, grooming, names of all family members, pertinent things that I feel she should know, what I want to see this year, etc. She also included a full page bio about herself and her experience.

To say I am thrilled is an understatement.

Did you see Julie and Julia? Well, she reminds me of Julie a lot.

Yesterday, I picked Lib up a little early and went to Robert's for a haircut. Robert is one of our angels. We walked in to soft music playing (a guitarist name Govi..ah, he's wonderful), the smell of peppermint in the diffuser, the stained glass water fountain decorated with pumpkins and fall leaves. Instead of immediately trying to get Lib to sit in my lap with me, Robert and I just talked softly and let him wander around. I finally used the noggin for more than a hat rack and put Liberty in a long-sleeved shirt so the hair falling would not bother him. He came and sat with me in the barber chair, facing me. Robert dipped a comb in water and started to comb Lib's hair, and then my hair. Usually averse to this sort of thing, Lib instead closed his eyes like it felt good, and then he started stroking my hair and smiling. Yes smiling. Robert turned on the electric shaver (no response from Lib) and proceeded to give the kid the cutest haircut he's had in a long time.

Sigh....I am just going to bask in the "things that are going well" light.

I think of other people I consider angels who have no idea how well they are thought of, or that I even think of them. For instance, there is a guy at the Target garden center. I don't know his name, but we recognize each other all of the time. We always exchange greetings and chat about this and that. This man is one of the happiest souls on the planet. He radiates joy. He is always smiling and ready to laugh. So, he registers on my radar. He uplifts me during my day. I consider him one of my emotional supports. He is the reason why I feel that, when I have nothing else to give, a smile can mean everything to someone. So I give it readily, even if people don't smile back.

When I thanked Robert yesterday and told him he was A1 on my list, he said simply, "I just feel I'm doing an important service."

Yes you are, sweetie. Yes you are.