They welcomed us warmly. Emma climbed into the window seat and immediately pressed her face against the glass. “Mommy,” she whispered, “the clouds are like pillows.” I laughed through my tears and told her they really were.
When we landed, the captain gave Emma a pair of pilot wings. As we walked toward the exit, she held my hand and Buzz in the other. I realized I couldn’t control every difficult moment she would face, but there would always be people willing to help. Sometimes, all it takes is one person choosing kindness.
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