Think of all the power, energy, and potential in a tiny acorn, that someday becomes a mighty Oak!
Tuesday, Sept. 23, 2003 5:40 pm
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It was five o'clock in the evening, and I lay buried beneath my quilt, trying to sleep away the day. I wasn't particularly depressed, or upset. More apathetic than anything else.

But there I lay. Maybe I was a little sad. It was my anniversary, and I was alone because James was working with RAM.

Which is good, because then we can pay off our debt... But I still missed him a bit. I guess I was feeling a little sorry for myself.

Then Matt brought me the mail. I had a package. A square, brown, padded envelope.

In that package was a check, a small red book, a good luck charm, and a letter.

The check is a wonderfully helpful thing, because now we can afford to sort the car out, pay for the sales tax, and the insurance as well as the registration fees. So this whole thing will not happen again.

The book is interesting, and showed me a different viewpoint on achieving my goals. I am going to read through it again, and try it out.

The good luck charm was a tiny acorn, and a gesture I found both charming, if you pardon the pun, and sweet. I think I will keep it with me always to remind me of the person who gave it to me. Maybe it will bring us some luck, since we are sorely lacking it right now.

But the letter was what touched me the most.

At the bottom she wrote 'When I was a little girl I wished with all my heart for a fairy godmother. So I thought I'd try to be one. (It feels good!)'

That line got to me, it made me cry. It reminded me of when I was little, and dreamed of a fairy godmother who would take me away. Someone who loved me and would care for me. It made me realize that there are people out there who are willing to do something kind for someone that they don't even know. It cheered me up like nothing else could. And I think when we are better off, I'd like to do the same for someone else.

It just felt so nice to know that there is someone out there who cares about what happens to me. Especially since I can count on one hand the number of people in my life who actually know me and care.

So today, I have a different outlook on things. After all, how bad can life be if you have a fairy godmother who includes you in her thoughts?

Artwork © Jessica Galbreth