Repentance is a Miracle
“Sah-we, mommy,” whispered my eighteen-month-old granddaughter. Tears rolled down her face.
An apology can be difficult, but for Audrey, it was the first time this toddler realized she had offended her mother.
My daughter and I had decided to take Audrey to the library. It was her first visit and the closest thing to an amusement park. She was mesmerized by the colorful display of books, toys, interactive computers, puppet stage and miniature chairs that brought the adult world to her size.