How One Teenager’s Quiet Act of Kindness at a Birthday Party Lifted My Visually Impaired Son and Restored My Faith in the Next Generation

of children playing together. It was the kind that draws lines instead of circles.

A few of the adults noticed. I saw their expressions tighten. I watched a couple of them suddenly become very interested in their drinks.

But no one stepped in.

I have learned over the years that grown-ups don’t always know what to do in moments like that. They mean well.continue reading …