Someone at work gave my son, Sean, a big red helium balloon on a string, and you would have thought it was the moon!
Presents didn’t come often to my three-year-old. Nor me. I was thankful for my job at his day-care center, but it didn’t pay much. I’d been so full of hope once. Now it seemed like I would be forever struggling. I reached out to tie the balloon to Sean’s wrist for our walk to the car. “I’m a big boy!” he said, jerking his hand away.
“Promise you’ll hold on to it tightly?” I said. Sean nodded. He didn’t know how quickly life’s treasures could float away.
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