For us, it was this tradition. You will have your own traditions. But there will be something that is special for you that leads to a celebration like this.
Best Part of My Day
She said it first today. Day after day as I walked with her I would take her small hand in mine. Day after day I would hold her hand as we walked and tell her, "This is the best part of my day." Sometimes she would just ignore it. Some days she would pull her hand away and say, "Not mine!" Then last week she slipped her hand into mine before I took hers. Trying to be casual while jumping for joy inside, I just continued our pattern. Then today she said it. Careful to keep looking ahead, not at me, she said it. "Best part of
my day." Then that shy smile, watching me out of the corner of her eyes. Thank you Lord! A good beginning indeed. The best part of my day.
Excerpted from "The Caring Heart Speaks: Meditations for foster, kinship, and adoptive parents" by Gail Underwood Parker Artwork by Anna Parker David from the book cover.
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