I was early for picking up Ella from her evening soccer practice so took a walk around the park where the practice was taking place. I came upon a poster attached to a pole. It moved me so much I took this picture of it. Then I pondered how sad some child must be, missing her beloved bunny.
This almost happened to me when I was a kid. My bunny fell out of the car at a remote gas station. Just before driving off I noticed him missing and opened the door. There he was. I snatched him up and held him tight, scared over what almost happened.
Does this touch you? Are you a Mr. Rogers fan? If so, take all the time it requires to read this article. It may be the best piece of nonfiction writing ever.