To yesterday’s sixteen
As of this posting, sixteen generous, amazing, spectacular friends, family and stranger friends commented, encouraged, donated and/or pledged to help Maren donate to the Karen Wellington Foundation for LIVING with Breast Cancer on yesterday’s blog. Thank you, you sixteen souls; you have no idea how your words and actions have validated and encouraged my little girl. She’s writing to you… she started tonight, and we’ll get her words to you… soon. (It’s hard to set specific time-standard goals for seven-year-olds.) But I had to (HAD TO) say thank you (THANK YOU) tonight.
You know, I set up the blog to publish A girl inspired at 12:01am for a few reasons. The main reason was because I was nervous to push “publish” when I was awake. I was nervous because that blog entry contained a little bit of my Maren’s heart. This mama was nervous for my girl and her heart.
She worked so hard on her little art project, and she was so hoping it would be worthy. There was so much conversation in our house last week where she was struggling to see the worth in her work, and therefore she struggled to see her worth. The creation of the art was a great learning, growing, stretching experience for us both.
When we talked about how much money this project might earn, she said, “Maybe twenty dollars?” She knows that is about what we spend for gifts for birthday parties. She considered, “Maybe fifty?” but her voice was a little wavery and she didn’t quite believe that could happen.
We whispered prayers last night that five someones (one for each “auction” item) would like her art and offer to donate for cancer families. She cried people, she cried in her prayers.
It took a lot of courage for Maren to offer her art to you yesterday. (Her art = heart.)
Tonight I had her sit at the kitchen counter and read aloud all of the comments.
Some were straightforward bids brimming with generosity in action.
Some are monetary donations–an amazing lesson for a small person in doing something nice and receiving nothing in return.
Some were verbiage of cheer and encouragement for her initiative and gumption.
For all, she grinned and glowed and glowed and grinned.
She got out a clipboard (she’s so my daughter–I love it), and is tracking the pledges for each picture. Another column tracks donations. She is (We are) shocked and stunned by the pricing that you folks have pledged and donated. She is so encouraged by your words and actions. Thank you for telling her what you think of her idea/effort/work. Thank you for sharing in this with us. You are heroes.
I went to sleep last night praying for my version of “success” for her endeavor. And, once again, I am reminded of how small I am. Love is so powerful; thank you for loving my girl. And let’s not forget that you and Maren are going to send a cancer family on a Fun Only vacation. How amazing is that?
Thank you. Thank you.