Recently divorced, I didn’t really feel like celebrating my birthday. But when my seven-year-old daughter, Sarah and her 17-year-old brother, Scott, presented me with a new watch and a birthday cake, I had to enter into the fun.
My daughter and I were sitting at the kitchen table eating the cake when Sarah announced, “Mama, I have one more gift for you. Hold out your hand and close your eyes.” As I did, she reached into her tiny purse. Then I felt her hand gently touch mine. “You can open your eyes now,” she send.
When I looked at my hand, it appeared empty. Before I could utter a word, she explained, “It’s happiness, Mama.”
I truly believed, then, the best person for the ones that come wrapped in love.” –Patricia Sharp
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