I thought that I was already connected to the girls at St. Monica’s. Reading about them here, seeing their photos on Flickr and helping to raise money needed for their education made me feel like I was contributing something to their lives. I know their faces and I’ve heard the joy in their voices.
And then Rocky asked my daughter if she’d like to be penpals with Maggie. Little One’s never had a penpal, and she asked me what she should say in her first letter. As we talked about our family, our house, our pets and hobbies, I started to really think about Maggie’s life.
Suddenly one girl was pulled forward in my mind. It was like a spotlight glowed on Maggie, and I started to wonder what she might have in common with my daughter. Would they giggle together and whisper secrets? Has Maggie ever played a video game? Does she have enough books to keep her mind full of new ideas? Could we send her little presents, maybe stickers she could share with the other girls? (And even the wilder thoughts: ‘Does she ever think of being an exchange student?’, I wondered while in my office, former bedroom of our exchange student from Japan. Because maybe we have room. I bet we do.)
It’s amazing the shift I’ve had in my thinking from this one little step. Instead of just thinking generally about all of the girls, my thoughts are honed in on one. I want Maggie to be happy, safe and warm. I wonder what I could do to make her life better. Did the mental image of her giggling with my daughter give me maternal feelings for Maggie, too? I think so. I think it was that simple.
This is one of the reasons that Mothers Fighting for Others works.Â Each and every one of these girls is deserving of love and the very best possible life — and who better than a group of Moms to work together to make sure they have it?