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The Best Gift Ever

I stood in the back of Tess’s kindergarten classroom with the other proud parents and looked on as my five-year-old daughter performed in the class holiday program. Her part was a simple song with just a few lines and hand movements to go with it. She didn’t know all the hand movements…just like the other children. She didn’t know all the words…just like the other children. She was half the weight and height of the other kindergartners. And she wore a huge smile the whole time. But she stood there with the others so happy and proud…just like all the other children.

Unlike the other kindergarten parents, my tears rolled. Little tears in the beginning, then it moved into the big cry. As if she were my first child… and not my sixth. I cried happy tears because, you see, she was just like all the other children. Read more.

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