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A Child Shall Lead Them
A small look at the goodness that was my child, Cassy
by Connie Small, 29th November 2000.
My Precious Cassy,
You taught me so much. Probably much more than I taught you. It was as if you were born knowing the right way to live. Instinctively, you knew how to give unselfishly and totally.
The Christmas before you started working, I gave you $100. Immediately, you asked me take you to Walmart. When we got there, you spent two hours shopping. But not for yourself. You spent every cent on gifts for family and friends. You even took names from the Giving Tree and bought presents for three children, you did not know.
By the end of the trip, your money was gone, but it didn't matter to you. Your joy came from giving, not receiving.
I remember your pride when you got your very first job. I remember how excited you were to get your first paycheck. You wanted to go cash it right away. When you left, I remember thinking of what you might buy. Clothes, make-up, jewelry. I shouldn't have been surprised, when you returned with gifts for everyone and nothing for yourself. You were as happy as if you'd just won the lottery. No doubt, you would have spent that on others as well.
When we went grocery shopping, you asked for a lot of things. Whatever
you asked for, you always used to make something for someone. You especially
loved the Pillsbury cookie rolls. You would spend all afternoon, baking
and decorating each cookie. For any occassion or for no occassion at all.
You especially loved the holiday season. You not only enjoyed buying gifts,
you loved wrapping them. Birthdays were a time to celebrate too. You celebrated
these times, as if you were celebrating life.
No matter what you had, no matter how much you wanted something, if someone wanted it, you happily gave it away. Nothing made you as happy as it did when you were giving of yourself. I miss you my angel. As do many, many others. The world was a better place when you were in it.