This morning, while I was sipping coffee, Nica remarked with certainty that she is "one of God's favorites". When I asked her why she thought that, she shrugged and said she just feels it.
As her mother, I cannot even begin to describe how I felt hearing her say that. I want to be smug, give myself a pat on the back and say "Wow! I REALLY DID GOOD!"
As her mother, I cannot even begin to describe how I felt hearing her say that. I want to be smug, give myself a pat on the back and say "Wow! I REALLY DID GOOD!"
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