C. S. Lewis was right. I know because I'm dreaming new dreams. Or to be more exact, I've allowed the seed of an old dream to germinate. And my greatest joy will come from knowing that the "fruit" of this dream has nourished stronger and deeper relationships between you and those you love.
I don’t remember a lot of things from my early childhood. But I do remember the delight of a nap with my satin comforter. Pale pink on one side, pale blue on the other, quilted, puffy. Aaahhh...pure comfort.
On a sweltering summer day in Annapolis, in our home with no air conditioning (can you spell HUMIDITY?), there was nothing like lying down with that cool comforter against my cheek. I felt like a princess against the beautiful fabric, and happily would settle in for a nap. I felt safe, secure, valued and special.
"This book meant more to me than getting a car for my 16th birthday.” Wow! A reaction like that should register at least 5.0 magnitude on the Richter scale!
When my daughter was about to turn 16, I wanted to do something for her birthday that she would really find meaningful. And something that would have lasting value. So I decided to combine my passion to “leave nothing unsaid” with my love of photographs and scrapbooking, and I prepared my first ever photo book that illustrated the sections of the letter with photographs.