Wistful dollies

I admired the Nats for a couple of years, but never thought that I would have one. Then I found that a nearby 'quality' toy store carried the Natterer Bye-Bye Dollies. I admired them, but didn't think any further of it till the day that I realized that I had enough birthday money and GST check money to afford one.

All my life I've been trained to believe that I couldn't have fine, beautiful things because they were too expensive and because I didn't need 'fancy' stuff. Even something so simple as a blooming Amarylis bulb can seem too extravagant for me.

Well, I went out and I bought one of those little Nats, and I haven't regretted her once, even though I need a vacuume and new clothes. Jabez is a reminder that, as a creation of God, I am important and worthwile, and her pensive, wistful expression speaks to my soul. Noticing all the differences between her and her accessories and what can be bought here in toy stores, like the roominess and careful finishing of her dress, and the way her toes are different on each slender little foot, not to mention her adorable little ankles and knees, brings me quiet joy. And now my yearning for so many other dolls is stilled. I have my dream doll. I have something good and beautiful. And I thank God.