nbsp When Xavier was an elementary student I drove him to and from school One day things didn rsquo t go according to plan I was late to pick him up I parked the car praying frantically as I ran toward his classroom I found him hugging his backpack as he sat on a bench next to a teacher ldquo I rsquo m so sorry Mijo Are you okay rdquo He sighed ldquo I rsquo m fine but I rsquo m mad at you for being late rdquo How could I blame him I was mad at me too I [... more]