That's what everyone said to me tonight at the annual holiday performance by the choir at my little girl's school, and I suppose they are right.
She constantly amazes me, my youngest child.
Tonight, as the single father of a lovely little girl singing her heart out at a holiday party -- in Yiddish, German, Spanish, English, and other languages -- I got outside of my shell for a bit and it felt good.
The rains greeted me when I returned home, alone, as always these days and these nights. But tonight I didn't feel lonely, because her music came home with me. As much as I wish I had someone to share that with, I do have fingers that type letters, and therefore I am sharing it, finally, with you.
Happy holidays, everybody.
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