1 Mother 2 Another

So I posted a couple days ago that Cora
had given her dollhouse to a little girl who’d been living on
the streets, then in a shelter, and had just recently moved into
her first apartment. Cora was thrilled to do so, and the case
worker passing it on assured Cora that the little girl would be
thrilled to have it – at two years old, the girl would be
getting her first toy.


Then yesterday I got an email from the caseworker. She’d
received a letter from the little girl’s mommy and wanted to
pass it on to us. It said, “Thanks for thinking of my
daughter for that dollhouse. She just loves it. Thanks. I just wish
I could tell the little girl who gave it to my Cookie how much it
means to her. I shouldn’t have shown it to her in the evening
– I couldn’t get her to go to bed! Thanks. And I
thought you might like to see some pictures.”

Enclosed were three photos of the cutest
little girl with the biggest grin on her face, playing with
Cora’s old dollhouse. I told Cora she’d gotten an
email, then read it out loud to her and showed her the photos
we’d been forwarded.


Cora turned to me with the biggest, most heart-breaking,
bursting-with-pride grin on her face and said, “Mommy, I did
it! I made someone happy!”


It’s not often we get to see such concrete fruit from our
labors, and let me tell you, there’s nothing sweeter.