I was in need of a pick- me up this cold, snowy Monday morning. I walked into the hall and braced for the onslaught of a thousand children anxious to share about their long weekend when I looked down the hallway.
There, going out of his way to greet me before heading to his new classroom was my life-preserver; thrown to me by all that is holy and good in the world.
My darling, incredible Frank. (Shhh, be vewy quiet, cause he's in disguise.) (And I'm pretty sure he's a "heart-reader", cause he put mine right back together today.)