I cannot be certain, but I suspect the first time I saw To Sir, With Love was on a Sunday afternoon when we were often allowed to watch the 3:00 movie on TV. My Mum tells me I was 5 years old at the time and enamored from the get-go. Much of it went over my head of course, but something stuck. Since then, I must have seen the film 50 times, most likely more, I own it on DVD, and when Sir joins the graduation dance with his class it still gets me emotional every single time. To me, this is Sidney Poitier, a Sir in his own right, both the character and the man; quietly dominating a narrative, laying the seeds of change one film at a time, and inspiring others to do the same.
Lost and Found
It was an unassuming backpack, and I didn't really give it a second thought. Sitting at a busy park, I was trying to catch some early Spring sunlight while writing a paper that I'd been putting off all week. I had vaguely noticed the bag by the tree near me when I sat down, but it hadn't really registered. About an hour later, as day gave way to dusk and a chill started to set in, I looked around the park and realized it had emptied out. I had started to pack up when I happened to notice the bag again and realized the owner was long gone by now. After gathering my belongings, I walked over to the tree to have a look. Nothing special; no markings, tags or pins. Just a plain black backpack. I decided to open it up and have a look inside, hoping there would be some ID so I could try to contact the owner.
Love, Loss and everything in between
If you have children in your life you know there are those moments of pure amazement and wonder. This little person might have come to you as a result of planning and conceiving, through adoption, fostering, in your role as Auntie or Uncle, or even as a teacher or coach. And it doesn't really matter what your connection is to that life, because regardless of how that bond was fostered, you have shared something special, a spark that binds you to them.
Nourish the Soul
It is late and you are exhausted beyond words. Yes, physically you are drained, but it is a type of tired that lives in every cell of your body. You feel the pressure of this intangible weight pushing in on you from every side. Your brain is a fog, struggling to keep information straight, and though it betrays you often, you just cross your fingers and hope that you are able to stay on top of the things that are really important; knowing full well that you are already falling short with most of what's on your plate.