Last week the girls and I came home and found something on our front porch. Two somethings. Two, beautiful somethings. Our porch was covered with fairy dust, too. And a poem. A story, a clue. We read, and started looking.
I'd grabbed the camera when I saw these things out the front door. I shooed the girls out with a "OH MY GOSH! Get out there, right now!" I was behind them so I couldn't get all the face shots, but let me assure you, they were near tears. There were shrieks of excitement, and heavy breaths and "GO GET DAD!" was shouted. "Oh my gosh, I'm going to die. Are you serious!? Look, LOOK!" But they were so intent on looking carefully at what was left for us, to make our gardens beautiful and inviting and wondrous.
I'm not sure "blessed" is even a strong enough word for how I feel. Amazed, awed, ...
Here. Just look.
So when you need a little magic, or need a little strength, need a little fairy dust or to believe in something, think of these girls and the pure amazement they felt. Think of the wonderment and complete joy these girls feel every time they go out to check the fairy house, every time they see their beautiful books left to them by the fairies!! They kept the fairy dust and believe so much!! They have made the world amazingly beautiful again. Thank you fairies!