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Meine FamilieWell, our Father’s Day was a success, and my appreciation for it has increased at least a hundred times once I saw images of families separated at the border who are trying to enter the United States.

I was stunned, and on the Monday after Father’s Day I closed the door to my office a few times and cried.

Never did I imagine that in my lifetime I would witness people elected to serve their country push the envelope of human decency by ripping children away from their parents. In fact, my husband and I made a decision to leave Germany with our daughter, who was then a baby, and moved back to the United States where we are citizens because for our bright, beautiful girl born with an extra chromosome, America is still the Land of Opportunity where she has a better chance of realizing all her potential.

And now I’ve read that Donald Trump’s former campaign manager has refused to apologize for his sarcasm about a 10-year-old girl with Down Syndrome who reportedly was separated from her mother in South Texas.

What has this country come to?

Have any of the men and women who have endorsed separating families ever spent time in a cage? Have they ever had their children taken from them?

As challenging as parenting can be at times, I look at our new Father’s Day family portrait with renewed gratitude for the welcoming community we have found in Hawaii, for our neighbors who embrace our daughter, for her wonderful teachers who bring out her many strengths, for all the joy she and we have discovered here.

I wish I could package some of that joy up and send it to the families and especially the children at the border.