Monday, January 3, 2011


I've been wanting to do a couple of things with my blog this year-one of them is to be inspirational-in many ways. One thing that I decided to start doing about a month ago is post on some of the crazy things I wear-not that anyone cares-but to maybe get some of you out there to experiment and try something different. Working retail for so many years and as I get older(I've always been kinda like this-just ask my mom), but I'm more bold as I get older-or I don't care-I just like to throw together different things than normal. Being fur month(I'm wearing something of fur each day) I purchased this sweater dress to wear with my boots., but it was too short-so I paired it with this vintage slip! This was another email that I wanted to share-Inspirational!

A little girl went to her bedroom and pulled a glass jelly jar from its hiding place in the closet. She poured the change out on the floor and counted it carefully. Three times, even.. The total had to be exactly perfect.. No chance here for mistakes. Carefully placing the coins back in the jar and twisting on the cap, she slipped out the back door and made her way 6 blocks to Rexall's Drug Store with the big red Indian Chief sign above the door.

She waited patiently for the pharmacist to give her some attention, but he was too busy at this moment. Tess twisted her feet to make a scuffing noise. Nothing. She cleared her throat with the most disgusting sound she could muster. No good. Finally she took a quarter from her jar and banged it on the glass counter. That did it!

'And what do you want?' the pharmacist asked in an annoyed tone of voice.. I'm talking to my brother from Chicago whom I haven't seen in ages,' he said without waiting for a reply to his question. 'Well, I want to talk to you about my brother,' Tess answered back in the same annoyed tone. 'He's really, really sick....and I want to buy a miracle.'
'I beg your pardon?' said the pharmacist. 'His name is Andrew and he has something bad growing inside his head and my Daddy says only a miracle can save him now. So how much does a miracle cost?'
'We don't sell miracles here, little girl. I'm sorry but I can't help you,' the pharmacist said, softening a little.
'Listen, I have the money to pay for it.. If it isn't enough, I will get the rest. Just tell me how much it costs.
' The pharmacist's brother was a well dressed man. He stooped down and asked the little girl, 'What kind of a miracle does your brother need?'

' I don't know,' Tess replied with her eyes welling up. I just know he's really sick and Mommy says he needs an operation. But my Daddy can't pay for it, so I want to use my money.
' 'How much do you have?' asked the man from Chicago .
'One dollar and eleven cents,' Tess answered barely audible. 'And it's all the money I have, but I can get some more if I need to.'
'Well, what a coincidence,' smiled the man. 'A dollar and eleven cents---the exact price of a miracle for little brothers.' He took her money in one hand and with the other hand he grasped her mitten and said 'Take me to where you live. I want to see your brother and meet your parents. Let's see if I have the miracle you need.
' That well-dressed man was Dr. Carlton Armstrong, a surgeon, specializing in neuro-surgery. The operation was completed free of charge and it wasn't long until Andrew was home again and doing well. Mom and Dad were happily talking about the chain of events that had led them to this place.
'That surgery,' her Mom whispered. 'was a real miracle. I wonder how much it would have cost?'

Tess smiled. She knew exactly how much a miracle dollar and eleven the faith of a little child.
In our lives, we never know how many miracles we will need. A miracle is not the suspension of natural law, but the operation of a higher law.


  1. Rebecca, You look great or should I say (hot) now remember I'm a Grandma and I would have paired up something of that nature, I remember when I was really young and my husband and I had a Christmas party to go to for his work and I didn't have anything to wear to I took a plain cream colored knit dress I had and found some vintage fur that was in my Mom's stash and sewed it to the hem of the arms, (it was 3/4 sleeve) and added some sexy heels and the pearls I wore in our wedding, and I guess I looked just smashing hot! You bring back a great memory! The year was 1964! lol I love the story about the miracle by the way, you're the best. Happy New Year and Hugs, Marilou

  2. Rebecca, love the dress and boots--it looks great. The story-OH MY. That touched my heart and I just love it.

  3. You look so cute in that outfit, Rebecca. And what a touching and inspiring story you just shared with us. Happy New Year!...Christine

  4. Every time I reread this write of that 'little girl & her brother' I get teary eyed. So very moving & emotionally touching to me.

    You remind me of when we were young & would take out Mother's beautiful dresses, furs, hats & heels & dress to the 9's ... so we thought. You look MAR-VE-LOUS, Rebecca ... just gorgeous!

    Pop over for our lovely CSN GIVEAWAY!

    Have a beautiful New Year ~
    TTFN ~
    Hugs, Marydon

  5. The outfit is awesome! It looks very expensive! Love it!

  6. You look so cute! What a fab idea to make it a little longer!!


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