Today we went to a doll show at a neighborhood church. It was really interesting looking at the many antique and handmade dolls. Your Mama was in doll heaven and the two of you were speechless to be in a room with hundreds of dolls all at the same time. But we had already discussed that today wasn't a day for buying any new dolls!
However, at the very last booth, the two of you were delighted by a basket of tiny porcelain dolls. The owner, a lovely delicate older lady, with beautiful snowy white hair saw you and insisted that you each pick your favorite as a gift from her. Your smiles lit up the room and I could see that she was just as happy as you were from her spontaneous generosity.
I am writing you this note because I hope that you will never forget how meaningful and special a stranger's kindness can be. I know you are only four years old now, and don't truly understand the power of such a gift. But one day, I hope you can look back and remember the special present from someone whose name we'll never know. We'll always keep these two little dolls to remind ourselves of the joy such a gift can bring! And I will think about her often and thank God for a stranger's kindness.
Love,
Mama
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