My Friend Eeyore

This morning, when I put Josselyn back in her bed after playtime and a feeding, I put her Winnie-the-Pooh and Friends mobile back up hanging over her head.  I went through each character asking Josselyn, "have you seen you friend Winnie", "Have you seen your friend Tigger?"  When I came to Eeyore, my heart grew sad for him.

Growing up watching the Winnie-the-Pooh series, my heart always broke for lonely Eeryore and I never understood why all the other friends in the Hundred Acre Woods didn't go further out of their way to make sure Eeyore felt more accepted and loved.  But now-a-days, I see Eeyores everywhere, and we need to do something about it.

I have a deep desire to see families united in love.  Before I became a mother, I just wanted to rescue children and bring them into a home full of love.  Now, I want to rescue children in hopes that families can one day be reunited.

Eeyore, in many classic stories, had a home made of sticks which was constantly knocked down accidentally by friends.  Each time it broke my heart, and now, more than ever, homes are falling apart; broke down by drugs and alcohol, violence and abuse, hatred and neglect.  And just like Eeyore's Hundred Acre Woods friends, our society tries to rebuild the home using the same sticks that weren't sturdy enough to begin with, with the right heart and intention.  When I was little, I wanted to just tell Pooh and his friends, "just give Eeyore a home, like you have, a nice sturdy tree."  But each time, Pooh, Tigger, Piglet, Rabbit, and Kanga would rebuild that tee-pee like home with the same fallen sticks.

My desire today is to see each of us, neighbors, friends, and family, start putting together our resources in rebuilding families, and with that I have a plan, so stay tuned or join me to get involved.