I remember one summer day back in 5th grade. My mother was taking my sister and me to the lake. We stopped at a gas station, and I immediately noticed a girl from school everyone used to pick on. "Ooh, Ugly Becky!", I shouted. My mother turned around and gave me a look like, "What the fuck just came out of your mouth?". So you know what she did? She walked over to Becky's father who worked at the gas station, and asked if Becky would like to spend the day at the lake with us. Becky was totally down with that, so into our car she jumped.
That was my mother - ferocious, kind, and just. I wasn't able to appreciate the lesson she gave me that day. Like a punk, my only thought was that she had ruined my fun. But now her act of kindness reverberates in me with the subtlety of a 1000 sticks of dynamite. We all hold such awesome power to impact each other. And make no mistake, a small act can alter the trajectory of another person's life.