A Mom With Courage…

I came home from the benefit concert and went straight to my daughter’s room.

I stood over her bed, grateful.

There she slept,

peaceful,

safe.

I looked around her room.

The light from her fish tank dimly lit the face of her stuffed bear. On her dresser, there were pictures of her friends, and in the corner by her nightstand, her dollhouse.

Eleven years old.

Eleven.

I thought about the girls I’d just heard about at the concert.

One of them was eleven too.

I sat down on the edge of my daughter’s bed and cried.

And I knew it wasn’t an accident that I was invited to the concert and asked to write this article about Jenny Williamson and her Courage House—a house for girls who don’t have a safe place to call home.

As a mom, I was supposed to somehow get involved.

Because there are kids out there—in our world, our country, even our own cities and towns—who need us.

Take a minute to read the article and visit Jenny’s site.

You’ll be inspired by her courage and vision, you’ll be touched by the plight of these kids, and you’ll be reminded of the difference that one mom can make.

As Jenny told me, “I think sometimes as moms we say, ‘I’m just a mom and I can’t.’ I like to say the opposite: I’m a mom and I can.”

You can too.

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