01/06/2026
🚌 DRIVING back from skiing I got stuck behind a school bus. For miles and miles he’d stop and little kids came off.
I took today off from work to ski, so I wasn’t in any hurry, but even if I was, I would not have minded waiting on this bus and the dozen or so stops he made in front of me.
The children on this bus, for the most part, were very young, like kindergarten or first grade… judging from their size.
It was an unexpected gift watching them come down off the stairs of the bus, because I got to see their reaction when they saw their mom or dad standing on the curb in the snow waiting.
That moment, the excitement in these children to see the one person in the whole world, they know adores them waiting the moment those bus doors opened.
It really was something to see.
Almost every single one of them ran and hugged their parent.
One little boy, literally jumped up at his mom‘s arms.
The mom looked young, late 20s I’d guess… and as excited as she was to get her hands on her baby, I knew something that she doesn’t know yet.
It all goes so fast.
The window of time where you are the absolute hero of your child and their entire world is only a few short years.
Too soon they’re in middle school, then high school and building lives and friendships of their own and the relationship changes… as it should.
For our children to grow up and be able to make their own way in the world, they have to break away from us eventually… but this age, what I saw today at 6, 7 year-old age… it really is special.
So, the bus made me about 10 minutes late getting home, but I didn’t mind.
I had a front row seat to a lot of love.
Love wrapped up in puffy jackets, hat, and scarves little rubber boots… leaping into the arms of their entire world
🤗❤️😌❤️