This is from fellow blogger pals,
Kathy & Joel, of Bowmanville, Ontario, Canada. They have a blog called
Waiting For Our Ladybug and are also in the process of adopting a baby girl from China. I love how their fabric represents Canada with the maple leaves. They included a beautiful story. Although it's long, I'm going to include it here because it really touched me.
"One day a man was walking along the seashore. He noticed that during the night many seashells and starfish had washed upon the beach. Thoroughly enjoying the morning sun and cool sea air, the man walked for miles. As he strolled along, he noticed a small figure in the distance. It made him chuckle to think of someone celebrating life in such an uninhibited way. As he drew closer, however, it became apparent that the figure was not dancing. Instead, she seemed to be repeatedly performing some ritual. He drew nearer still and noticed the small figure was a child. She was methodically picking up starfish and tossing them into the surf. He paused for a moment, puzzled, then asked, "Why are you throwing these starfish?" "It's high tide," she replied, "If I leave them on the beach, the sun will soon dry them and they will die. I am throwing them into the ocean so they can live." The man considered her actions, impressed with the child's thoughtfulness. Then he motioned up and down the miles of the beach. "There must be thousands of starfish along here," he said, "you cannot possibly make a difference." The young girl stopped. Her face darkened. She chewed thoughtfully on her lower lip, "You're probably right," she said softly. She looked down at the sand. Then she leaned over, carefully picked up another starfish, pulled back and arched it gently into the sea. With a tone of gentle defiance, she said, "But I made a difference for that one."
I love this story. One of the reasons I chose my profession was because I wanted to do my part to "save the world" so to speak. But a lot of days this crazy world is just plain frustrating and I feel like no matter how hard I try.... it doesn't matter. This story reminded me that all I really need to do is to make a difference for one person.
Their wish "Mia, May you always remember the power you hold and the difference you can make in our world." This is something that I really want to instill in my daughter.
Thanks
Kathy & Joel!
This is from one of the volunteers at Erma's House, Leslie L. She made such a special square for Mia. It's embroidered and includes her name. She said she can also embroider Mia's birthdate on it after I get my referral. I think that I'll frame this instead of actually putting it on the quilt. It's too fragile to be washed. And too beautiful to not be displayed on a wall, probably in Mia's bedroom. Leslie's wish includes a poem: "Mia, you are a chosen child. You are your mommy's, but not by birth. She loves you and chose you because you're the greatest child on Earth. Mia, you are a chosen child sent down from God above. Chosen to fill your mommy's home with laughter and with love. Mia, you are a chosen child. You have given your mommy so much pleasure. Chosen above the rest, a precious priceless treasure." Her wish reads "My wish for you, Mia, is that you always celebrate how special you are as a chosen child."
