My son taught me more than I had taught him when we went out for milkshakes.
On the way home, Nolan casually remarked, “He looked lonely, Dad.” His simple observation struck me more deeply than he could ever realize. In a world where adults tend to complicate everything with overthinking, worries about social norms, and endless mental checklists, Nolan responded with pure, unfiltered compassion. He didn’t stop to analyze whether it…