of Mice and aMen

It was really too early for a 10 year old, I thought.

In my first memory from that day, I was in a ceremony, honoring students from all over the state with medals and trophies. In hindsight, I know my parents were incredibly proud, but at the time I didn’t really see it. I was incredibly tired.

After watching a live performance of Beauty and the Beast, the Principal took my parents and I to lunch at Red Lobster. He offered me anything I wanted off the menu, and of course I chose chicken nuggets and fries. However, I did make sure to order a hot brownie with ice cream for dessert. I may have been in Heaven.

As we walked to our car, a man ran up to us out of the blue. We did not see him coming, he just appeared. He began to tell my parents that I would be a great man and would go on and do great work. He told them that God had His hand on my life and that He would use me to change the world.

My dad wore his signature huge smile and my mom weeped as they held on to every word. Before we could thank him or ask his name, he dissapeared just as quick as he came. My dad circled the parking lot looking for him but we never found him.

That day, we celebrated with a mouse and were visited by an angel in the form of a man.

Blessed, indeed.