Today I gave grace.
The opportunity came bounding down the stairs, disguised as an emotional seven-year old sobbing tears of injustice at some wrong doing.
It sat disguised as a stubborn nine-year old who offered a half-hearted apology and a wooden hug to her little sister.
The opportunity unfolded as I moved in beside my In Charge Daughter and explained that her bold and bright spirit is a gift, and how she can use it to protect and inspire her younger siblings instead of wound and discourage them.
My girl giggled when we talked about personalities and The Color Code. Argued when I brought up her faults. Snuggled beneath her bright pink comforter and hugged her sock monkey and pretended it all really didn’t matter.
But I knew it did.
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