The last time I was truly, blissfully happy was when I was writing a letter. It made me feel like Fay Wade, the dear elderly woman who mentored me in my faith when I was in middle school. She wrote me encouragements inside cards with old-fashioned florals on the front. Her penmanship complemented the cards. […]
Category Archives: Helping God’s Children
It came to her in a dream. Margaret Wise Brown awoke and captured it in a form near to the one we cherish today. She called her editor, who immediately approved of her genius. Goodnight Moon was born. It is surprising to me that more mothers-to-be don’t paint their nurseries bright green, install red carpet, […]
I often think of Einstein’s words: “There are two ways to live: you can live as if nothing is a miracle; you can live as if everything is a miracle.” Children live with a sense of awe. Sometimes I’m afraid that the pain in this life will chip away at my sense of wonder until […]
I know my name is Carol for a reason . . . because I am at my best when Christmas is before me. But, on Wednesday of this week, I was less of a joyful song and more of a worried lament. Little One and I were out shopping. I was browsing for presents as […]