Three Gifts Seen as Reflections

169. My grandson, Ryan and granddaughter, Samantha as reflections of the love their parents share.
170. My kind husband, Ray, son of terribly abusive parents, as a reflection of the triumph of the human spirit over deplorable conditions.
171. My dear friend, Rose, working day and night, six days a week, to provide her children with a stable home, as a reflection of sacrificial love.

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