― Ralph Waldo Emerson
This evening,
my children and I made a cake to celebrate my father's 76th birthday. My father died 13 years ago yesterday -- a
day before his 63rd birthday. When we
put the candles on the cake to sing Happy Birthday, my eight-year-old ran to
get his violin and played Happy Birthday to his grandfather. My son's kindness brought tears to my eyes
and a smile to my heart. It was one of
those moments that I will always treasure.
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