I was touched yesterday when the first thing my daughter said to me when I got home was that she saved me something. She took a tiny package out of her pocket and handed it to me. It was half of a caramel candy. She saved half of a caramel for me. While I was at work, she had a caramel, and she thought of me and saved half of it — for hours — for me. It was the best caramel I’ve ever had.

I hope, somehow, I can teach her to remain that kind and thoughtful and generous her whole life.