Sunday, September 21, 2008

A Memory from the Past


When I was a child, I saw a young girl in a wheelchair being pushed by a woman I assumed to be her mother. We shared a smile as we passed. I was just a little girl myself, and I related to the girl in the chair because we were about the same age.

An adult nearby -- not someone I
knew -- said: "Isn't that a shame? She is so pretty."

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