{For When Fair Trade is All Theory}

My husband has an aunt, so really I do too, who is known in our home for three things: a wildly compassionate, tender heart, a pulse for justice and equality, and a knack for sending sweet little packages.

The day we closed on our house, we left the bank, key in hand, to walk through the empty rooms together – all full of cobwebs and hope, trespassing on the future with the giddiness of kids at Christmas. When the doorbell rang we froze: our doorbell was ringing. We had a doorbell!

{ppssst… I’m guest posting over at Kristi Griem’s blog today! {click here to continue reading}

Note: When Kristi approached me about writing about fair trade for her Fair Trade Fridays Series, I was pretty sure I was not up for the job. I felt inadequate & even hypocritical to approach a topic that has moved my heart, but not to action. This post is demonstrates my process in taking those first steps. Won’t you join me over at Kristi’s today?