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<\/p>\nMy daughter wanted a designer prom dress I couldn\u2019t afford and rejected the dress I made for her and called me worthless.<\/p>\n
I love my daughter and I want the best for her. I wanted her to have a better life, a better start than I did, and I think I\u2019ve succeeded in giving her that, even though she probably doesn\u2019t agree with me.<\/p>\n
My husband and I divorced when she was nine. He left me for a wealthy, older woman, so I\u2019ve been raising my Hannah on my own. My husband picks her up every other weekend and whisks her away to a life of luxury I can\u2019t provide.<\/p>\n
It\u2019s not easy to compete with that and to be honest, I don\u2019t even try. Things came to a head in her senior year when she told me she wanted a certain prom dress by a well-known designer \u2014 something that would cost over three times my modest salary.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re such a geek, sometimes, Amy Loften!\u201d Hannah cried, and after posing for snaps they all left. I turned on the TV and sat watching my favorite show, then I had dinner. I kept thinking about Hannah, and I hoped she\u2019d have a magical night to remember.<\/p>\n
I was in bed reading when I heard the front door opening a little after midnight. A little while later there was a knock on my bedroom door. \u201cCome in!\u201d I cried, and Hannah walked in. She had obviously been crying, and all of her carefully applied makeup stained her cheeks. She was carrying the glittery shoes by their flimsy straps.<\/p>\n
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\u201cMom,\u201d she whispered, \u201cCan I talk to you?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOf course, honey! What happened? Are you alright?\u201d I asked, alarmed.<\/p>\n
Hannah rushed over to the bed and into my arms. She started crying. \u201cOh mom, it was AWFUL! There were two other girls in the same dress as me and it was so embarrassing! And the prize\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n
Hannah was sobbing so I could hardly understand her. \u201cAmy won the prize with YOUR dress, and everyone went crazy over it and I was so STUPID mom, and I\u2019m so sorry\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s OK hun,\u201d I said, rocking my girl, just as I\u2019d done when she was little and had scrapped her knees, \u201cIt\u2019s all going to be alright.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBut I was so horrible to you, mom\u2026I am so sorry\u2026I was a jerk, wasn\u2019t I?\u201d she asked.<\/p>\n
I smiled. \u201cJust a little\u2026But how about you go and wash your face while I make us some hot chocolate and you can tell me the good parts about the prom?\u201d<\/p>\n
Hannah sniffed. \u201cOK\u2026Can I have extra marshmallows? And mom? Do you think I could sleep with you tonight?\u201d I want downstairs to make the hot chocolate with a smile on my face. Hannah had learned a hard lesson, but it had made her my sweet little girl again.<\/p>\n
What can we learn from this story?<\/p>\n
1. The dollar price on something doesn\u2019t always reflect its true worth. Worth and value are two very different things.<\/p>\n
2. Something you reject as worthless may well become someone else\u2019s greatest treasure.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"