Be kinder than necessary.

That was my cousin's motto on her Myspace for a while, and anybody that knows her knows she has always lived by that rule.

I don't always succeed, but I do try.

When I was a kid, I was always drawn to the kids in my school that nobody wanted to be around. I'm not really sure why, but that's just where I naturally gravitated.

Even as an adult, when I'm in a group of people, I end up hitting it off best with the quiet ones. The ones that others seem to avoid. Maybe they don't do this intentionally, but somehow grown-ups tend to create cliques, too.

(And I'm not pointing fingers because I am guilty of it myself!)

My point is that I'm thankful God has given me a sensitive heart.

I've also always had a soft spot for those children and adults with special needs. I remember as a child having some friends of my parents come to our house with their daughter who had Downs Syndrome. I thought she was the most precious and sweetest girl I had ever seen, and I can vividly remember to this day sitting on our porch, swinging with her.

Then God gave me my own special person.

Maybe I baby him too much. Maybe I am too over-protective of him, but my heart melts for my son with Autism. There is just something about that boy.

And then I had a dear friend have a daughter with Downs Syndrome. And then another with Williams Syndrome. And then Autism, and the list goes on and on.

Watching these children laugh and play and accomplish something great brings lots of tears to my eyes. The video of J-Mac playing basketball turns me into a weeping pile of mush every time I watch it.

Today I had another special moment with a special guy. He is a bagger at our local grocery store, and I always get so excited when he ends up in my lane.

He is very talkative and always happy. He is sweet and funny, and I watch him always smiling and encouraging others.

Today as we made the short trip out to my car, he was talking about how much he liked the weather but that it just because we wanted it to stay nice, it was all in God's hands. "Some people think they know more than God, but when they try to put things in their own hands they really get messed up. We just have to let Him take care of everything," he told me.

He may never know what a blessing that was to me, but today my heart is full because of him.