One Small Rip Ended the 100th Promise in My Daughter's Hands

Synopsis

One Small Rip Ended the 100th Promise in My Daughter's Hands The glass jar held one hundred promises my husband had made to our daughter. When he kept one, my daughter gave it a yellow star. When he broke one, she threw it away. Now, only two remained. Promise #99 said he would be home by six for her seventh birthday. At seven-twenty, he finally walked through the door with another little girl wearing a birthday crown. But before that, my daughter was still waiting for him.