Come Walk with Me
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I held a friend’s granddaughter, fell in love, and chose to become another loving presence in her life. Nine years later, being a fairy godmother is one of my favorite life adventures. Nobody appointed me a fairy godmother. I held a four-month-old baby, fell in love, and decided I wanted to be part of her life. Fortunately, her mother welcomed the idea. That baby, whom I’ll call Sparkle, is nine now, and her mother, Sunshine, has become my dear friend and confidante. On this

Twice a year for the past nine years, in spring after the snow melts and in fall before Halloween, I’ve headed to Quincy in the northern Sierra near Mount Lassen, bringing cookies, presents, and love for my fairy goddaughters. The spectacular fall colors are a wonderful bonus. When I pack for Quincy, there are certain essentials: clothes, cookies, presents, and a willingness to play. Twice a year, I make the trip to visit my fairy goddaughters, whom I’ll call Sunshine and Spa

By evening, my Halloween hat had grown tired of sitting on the table. The moon was out, and someone had a broom. I Well, that hat wasn’t going to stay on the table forever. All day, it had been perched on a skull, looking fabulous among Ali’s pumpkins. But as evening arrived, its ribbons began to stir. Its feathers fluttered. Somewhere outside, a broom was waiting. You don’t put that much effort into a hat just to leave it home on Halloween. So off it went, taking a witch alo