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As we left the school that day, Letty walked a little differently.
Not because of what she lost.
But because of what she gave.
And as I held her hand, I couldn’t help but think of her father.
How proud he would be.
Not because she was strong.
But because she chose to be kind when it mattered most.
Sometimes, the most important lessons aren’t taught in classrooms.
They’re lived.
And that day…
my daughter taught everyone something they’ll never forget.