Crying like a Baby at Work

This week I have been absolutely overwhelmed by the gift I have been given. On Tuesday night my son was in his first school musical. I'm currently working at his school so I got to have a front row seat (in the tiny kindergarten chairs) to watch as he sang his heart out. During every song, while the whole school stood board straight and completely still, my son hopped, danced, karate kicked, fell over, made angry faces, and wiggled, all in the front row, right in the centre. He was the star of the show. He is the star of my show. And during the last song I sat bawling my eyes out as I watched him passionately dancing and acting his heart out. What an awesome gift I have been given. What an awesome responsibility I have.