The other day I was walking into see my niece's dance recital at a local school. As I walked in, I saw a mother teaching her young son how to ride a bike. I walked by them, and I watched from a distance as the mother gave the boy encouragement. She jogged next to him as he peddled down the path. I could hear her joy from more than 100 feet away. I could even feel it. The little boy peddled on his own and the mother was with him the whole way. It was an amazing thing to experience, even though I was an outsider. I immediately smiled to no one other than myself.
It's the little things that keep me smiling.
