My Son Rolled His Eyes and Giggled at Our Waiter with Down Syndrome – So I Taught Him a Lesson He'll Never Forget

"He even remembered my favorite candy."

Leo listened without interrupting.

"The funny thing? I wasn't nice because I was some wonderful person."

"I sat with him because nobody else did."

"He thanked me every single day."

"As if I were doing him a favor."

I laughed softly.

"The truth was, he was doing me one."

Leo looked confused.

"What do you mean?"

I looked toward the kitchen window.

"When I was 16, your grandfather had just died. You never met him. You only know him from pictures."

I paused.

"After he died, I stopped talking. I barely slept. I barely smiled. My friends didn't know what to say. Most of them slowly drifted away."

"But not Daniel."

"He sat beside me every lunch."

"Every single day."

"He'd hand me half his sandwich because he always packed too much."

"He'd tell me terrible jokes until I laughed."

"He never asked me to stop being sad. He just refused to let me be sad alone."

A tear rolled down my cheek.

"He saved me."

Leo stared at me.

"I never knew."

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