I had an Aw Shucks! moment yesterday in the midst of opening up various bills. There was an envelope from Plan Canada. We sponsor a child in Guatemala through this organization, formerly known as Foster Parents Plan. So I expected it to be from the organization itself, but instead it was a colouring done by our little sponsored daughter, Nathaly Rosmeri.
This is the second message we've received in the year or so since we decided to sponsor Nathaly. The first was a note from her mother, but this was done by the child herself, and is certainly an Aw Shucks! kind of thing to stick on our fridge. Nathaly Rosmeri just turned four and lives with her mother and two brothers and no father, apparently.
We've sponsored her for over a year now, but for a long time I had felt guilty for not adopting a child. I think it started when I heard an African orphan choir when our own daughter was little. I was moved, but there wasn't much extra cash lying around, so I resisted. Nevertheless, I should have found the money somehow.
But when a year or so ago, someone from Plan Canada knocked on my door and invited me to participate, I could no longer, in good conscience, refrain from reaching out in this way. And so I pledged to send a little bit off every month to assist a kid who could sure use a helping hand: less than the cost of the moderately sized turkey that we consumed for our early Thanksgiving yesterday.
This is my little sponsoree (although spellchecker informs me that's not a word) possibly before she turned three. Warms the caukles of my heart, she does.