Candy Therapy
A five-year-old girl was crying at the school lunch table. I tell her she’s going to see her mom soon and it’s all going to be okay. I don’t know her very well at this point. She goes, “My mom’s behind bars.” So I quickly go, “Your dad, then.” And she goes, “He’s behind bars, too.” Her twin sister then says, “We live with our grandma.”
I’m about to cry at this point, so I ask if they need anything, or whether there’s anything I can get them. They ask for candy. I always carry caramels in my purse because these are safe candies and the kids love them and know I have them. I gave them each a handful of caramels and sat with them until their grandma came an hour later. We colored together. They each saved a few caramels for their grandma. I’ll never forget those two little girls.