Finally, some really good news
WEDNESDAY, January 13 – Around 3:30 this afternoon Sander called me in the car.
‘I have good news, Papa!’
‘Great, what is it?’
He starts to tell me about a kind of light switch for a project he was working on. I don’t have a clue what he’s going on about, but I can tell he’s really, really happy. Then, Eamonn comes on the line.
‘I have good news too, Papa!’
‘Great, Eamonn, ‘what is it?’
‘No, no. I’ll tell you when you get home.’ When I walk in the door, he shows me the award he got that morning at school: Student of the Month for Commitment and Perseverance. It’s right there, in black and white, on a pre-printed diploma.
I make a grand moment of it all and praise him enthusiastically. I can see that he’s proud and enjoys my showering him with compliments. Two happy boys and a contented father who then receives a phone call from the foreman informing us that the contractor has accepted our offer for the renovation of the new house. It was a wonderful day. A day to cherish.
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