I’m the mother in the middle, orbiting between these contrasting worlds, trying to give each child what she needs while being sensitive to the other,
The same Creator Who gave each one her challenges and gifts also considered who her siblings will be.
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he stomps into the house and drops her briefcase by the door relieved to be free of its burden. Her jaw is tense and her pretty face clouded by her too-long school day.
I’m afraid to ask how her day was. I know how her day was. It was just like yesterday and the day before. Her younger sister follows her into the house tripping over the briefcase as she rushes toward me in excitement. “We had so much fun today during math!” she says. Her eyes sparkle as she tells me about a game the class played and how she helped secure her team’s win.
“Oh and I got my history test back!” she announces. She pulls out her folder and waves the test paper in my face. “Look! I got 100!”
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