Just a quick post to share a cool moment... 

I teach an ABE class on Tuesday mornings and the 3 students are just so caring and wonderful. One man brings in his mail often for me to help him read it. Usually, he can pretty much do it on his own, but just wants to be sure. A lot of times, they are just junk mail, but every so often he gets something meaningful. Last week he brought in 2 greeting cards from his sister, one for St. Patrick's Day and one for Easter. I helped him read them and his face lit up as he realized that these weren't just folded pieces of stiff paper with some glitter on them, they were messages of love and support from his sister. It was extremely rewarding to know that I got to help him feel cared for by his family when he otherwise might not have realized the meaning of the gestures, that he is not alone, that his sister had taken the time to write out and send cards to him because she cares about him. Bottom line, people are good, reading is awesome, life is beautiful.