Don't give me a bug

Bugs are rampant at the moment in our community and we have not been immune to them, unfortunately. Sienna was affected by a viral illness over the past few days and missed almost a week of school. We have been keeping things as quiet for her as possible to aid her recovery so it has meant very little interaction with others, not an easy adjustment for our social butterfly. She doesn't even like being holed up in her bedroom away from us during the day when she is sick; instead she gets rugged up on our couch to be closer to whoever is in the house at the time.

Her sweet friend left a little message to her in our mailbox, which was a real bright spot in her week. Today, she returned to school and was met with a pile of Get Well Soon cards written for her by her entire class.

To be honest, reading these cards probably meant more to me than it did to Sienna. I know the children were instructed to write notes in the cards, but the fact that someone took the time to make the suggestion and prepare the cards shows that she was thought of, that she matters. Each classmate wrote their own message and some included their own drawings. The heartfelt messages from the children who are close to Sienna were easy to spot and some of the other messages put a smile on my face with their unintentional humour.

It was a wonderfully thoughtful and unexpected gesture and it brightened our week. Again, it's the simple things, isn't it?