Today, I spoke at Longwood Junior High School, sharing the story of my son Rees and the mission we’ve embarked upon to spread kindness and compassion. After the assembly, a young man named Steven approached me and thanked me for coming to his school and sharing our story again. His words touched me, but I belatedly realized he said “again.” I must have looked puzzled; this was my first time speaking there. Before I could say anything, he said something that took me aback: “I remember when you came to my elementary school. I never forgot your story. Thank you for sharing the whole story today. I just wanted you to know that it’s made a difference in my life. Thank you, Mr. Specht. I’ll never forget Rees and your message. I can’t wait to get more cards.”

 

Those words hit me hard. You see, as much as I believe