We were all walking on a boat dock after dinner with my sister-in-law and her family when her five-year-old son burst into tears.
Everyone stopped to figure out what happened. What scared him? Did he bite his tongue? Which of the five cousins hurt or tripped him?
Nada. The little man, Jeremy, or an 'old soul' as we like to call him, was crying because moments before we had passed an older looking dog on a leash that was sitting by himself next to the dock. Jeremy was sad because he thought the dog was alone and had no one to love him.
Hearing what he was crying about, I almost cried. At 5 this boy, this child is more sensitive than most of the adults I know and see every day.
If the world was more like Jeremy, caring and kind already at the young age of five, wouldn't we all be more better off....?