I woke up yesterday feeling just awful. I had a fever, my head was pounding and my stomach had this intermittent pain that was just brutal.
I spent the day on the couch. For the few of you that follow me on Snapchat you probably saw a very pathetic selfie at some point.
Late in the day my son James threw a paper airplane at me. It was on green paper, all the edges folded nicely and had a great classic design. I sat up and picked up the airplane off the ground. I could see some words written on the inside so I slowly opened it up.
“Get well soon”
Those three little handwritten words of a 9 year old made me smile.
The day progressed and my head and stomach was still pounding away. I went to bed early and woke up this morning feeling 90% better.
I’m pretty sure it was all because of that note from my boy.