Our First Time
A mother’s daughter somewhere half a world away wrote to my daughter.
My daughter sent her daughter a princess bracelet (see here)…and her daughter sent a picture of her in a frame. I can just imagine her joy at getting to use the sparkle glitter and glue. I traced my finger over the frame and the little lumps of glitter imagining how much fun she had had…or was she apprehensive, worried she would mess it up? What I do know , she was probably proud of her little picture !
My daughter was so happy to send her a pink bracelet…but Mer was even happier to look at the little girl in a new outfit. Mer and I cooed over the little girl with her new shoes. We oohed and ahhed over her picture complete with a Guatemala volcano.
“Momma…I love her blue sparkles…can we write and tell her the sparkles are on my fingers!? Can we tell her we like her new white shoes with two pink flowers? “, and then in all her 6 year old seriousness, “and Momma..we haveta tell her I did pray for her a hundred times a day.”
We received four out of the seven Compassion International letters this weekend. Two of the letters we are waiting for are to my older girls…who are anxiously waiting to “meet” their new friends over paper and pencil, stickers and markers.