For several years now I've been drawn to that wild flower, bush, or tree that has the tenacity to grown in an impossible place. I've seen a tree grow to full stature on the side of a cliff where there can't be more than a few inches of dirt clinging to the rock. When I see these creatures fighting with everything they have to not only survive, but thrive in the hardest of circumstances it gives me courage to keep going and hope that I too can find the light and the nourishment and the strength to reach my full potential.
Christmas Box Angel
I've always loved the story "The Christmas Box". I didn't realize until years after I first read it that the proceeds from the book go to build Angels for the comfort of those who have lost children.
It was a wonderful surprise to come across one of the Angels of Hope in a quiet corner of a park in Salem, OR. I haven't lost a child of my own. I have known several women who have and am grateful for anyone who shows such compassion as this.