Later that night I was talking to Mary, who is my boss, about a women who she talked to. The women had a son who wanted to take critter camp at the farm so that he could come volunteer. The thing was that her son has a large problem with anxiety. This was when I realized it was the kid who had helped me with the bunnies. I honestly wish I had spent a little more time with him, and gotten to know him. Hopefully he will come back to the farm and I can work with him again.
This got me thinking a bit about the kids at the farm, and how they all come from different parts of life. I won't go deeply into this now, but at the farm there is a place for everyone. I want to remember that when there is a kid getting on my nerves. I want to effect there lives, and I think that can start with a bit - or a lot - of patience.
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